There you are!

I feel as though I lost this blog behind the couch about three weeks ago, and went to move the couch when the remote fell back there, and found my blog, covered in dust and cat hair, waiting to be put back into use.

Hello, old friend.

Today, I realized that on my drive into work (a rollicking two mile journey), there was a surprising amount of glass broken along the road. I was rather surprised, lamenting the new spike in hoodlumism (or would it be "hoodling"?) in the ville of Moore. "The nihilism of our culture has finally taken grasp of our town," I rued as I drove serpentine all across the road, wanting to not damage my car's tires, which are less than a year old.

It wasn't until I went back later in the morning to meet the man who was reappraising our house that I realized that Mooresville had not been attacked by disaffected youth bent on random and apathetic destruction, but rather that winter had come. What I have been so wildly maneuvering around was not glass, but rather ice.

I have been living in North Carolina now for six months, and have yet to grasp the degree to which we have seasons. I guess I had just assumed that since Saturday the temperature outside was flirting with a balmy 70 degrees, it would be ludicrous to think that three days later we would be in a clime that was accommodating to frozen things.

The dumbest part of all of this is that I knew it was cold enough to put on a coat and use my defroster in my car this morning.

I'm confused.

What Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown

If Linus was Irish, and had a bit more time, this is what he would have likely said:



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vKKPVJ4FYDM

It's that time of year again.

So today marks the official start of the Christmas season, or more to my point today - the Christmas movie season.

Adrien and I are very seasonal with our movie watching, so today is the day when it becomes officially acceptable to begin watching Christmas stuff. In order to qualify, it must at least be set during Christmas. So, for example, under this criterion, Lethal Weapon is a Christmas movie. Yesterday we watched Ghostbusters II, which is more of a New Year's setting, but we hadn't officially started anyway.

In light of all this Christmas television theming, I again am challenging myself to the "25 Days of Scrooged" gauntlet that I attempted last year. For those who aren't in the know, Scrooged is a 1989 classic starring Bill Murray, retelling the story of a Christmas carol (as to about 89% of all Christmas movies). It is one of those movies that, to me, gets a little better each time I see it, which makes it perfect for this type of challenge.

The qualification for the marathon is that the movie must be on at some point in the day - like I can fall asleep to it, or do the dishes with it on - a reasonable amount of movie, like 30 minutes or so. Most days will likely be the movie in it's entirety, but for it to be official, I'm posting a 30 minute minimum.

This started two years ago when we realized that we had, without planning it, watched Scrooged every day for a week. We had it in the VCR in our kitchen on a TV that didn't have cable, so every time we were working in the kitchen, we simply flipped on Scrooged. It was glorious.

Apparently, the moral of the story is that Adrien and I watch a lot of TV, and Christmas feeds that...

I'll keep you aware of our "playlist" if you want to play along.

Today will obviously be at least Scrooged...



p.s. if you haven't watched Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog yet, do it now. You really should.