So, I've been on a Christmas movie kick this year, even more than usual it seems. Tonight was a double feature: White Christmas and The Family Stone. It was Greg's first time seeing White Christmas and we both giggled all the way through. I was thrilled to find out that my childhood memory of Vera-Ellen's hummingbird speed toe tapping held up. And she does it with both feet! The scene where the enlisted men pay tribute to the General at the end of the movie was more touching than I had remembered.
The Family Stone makes me want to have a big family someday and live up in New England somewhere. That big white house in the snow is so appealing, filled with so much family love. And Luke Wilson--typically adorable but a bit of a bust--is fabulous in this film. His character is gentle and wise, urging his brother's uptight girl to fly her freak flag. I like that. We all need to fly our freak flag now and again. Not that people in NYC seem to have much inhibition in that area.
The other big news here is that it's finally snowing! A nighttime shot of the snow glow filtering in through our windows this evening.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shoveling-snow-with-buddha/. It's worth a read.