Last night Katie and I watched my favorite of the cheesy, made-for-TV Christmas movies, A Boyfriend for Christmas. And then we decided it's too bad we didn't ask Santa for a boyfriend on year instead of Barbie like Holly did, as maybe he'd bring us one this year. *Sigh*
I also watched White Christmas, one of my favorites, while cleaning/organizing/working on Christmas things. And without fail, the "what do you do with a general when he stops being a general" song brought tears to my eyes as it always does. I guess it's because of my dad and granddaddy.
Happy Christmas movie season!