I'm Dusting my VCR as We Speak

Okay, have you ever been poisoned before? I haven't either, but if I had to imagine what that feels like, it would be something similar to how I felt last night. That's the kind of debilitating headache/stomachache combo that can't really be described in words. I thought I got bit by a spider in the attic yesterday getting down Christmas decorations. My dad said it was sleep deprivation. Must've been, since I slept 12 hours--I got up at 11:30, later than I hever have in my entire life. I had planned to post that previous article yesterday, but I colllapsed on my bed out of dizzyness around 11:00 last night and didn't get to it.

Okay, enough of that. The subject at hand right now is Christmas movies! I have compiled a list by category of all the movies I want to watch before Christmas--hey, I dare to dream.

My self-procalimed holiday classics that I am going to watch no matter what:
The Santa Clause
I'll be Home for Christmas (Hit that one last night! One down, the rest to go.)
How the Grinch Stole Christmas
The Santa Clause 2 (not as good as the original, but I still grew up with it)
Home Alone

Movies I've never seen but want to:
A Christmas Story
National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation
It's a Wonderful Life

Movies I really want to see again but have to find:
Miracle on 34th Street
A Charlie Brown Christmas
The Best Christmas Pageant Ever

Juliana's Christmas Countdown!

Thus begins my countdown celebration of all things Christmasey! I should officially start this in December, but nobody reads this anyway, so who's judging?

This was supposed to be my post for yesterday, and I'll get to that story in my next post, the one actually planned for today.

To start off the Christmas season, here's a picture of my fabulous Christmas tree from 2004. You probably already know this, but every year, instead of Christmas decorations, we put stuffed animals on our Christmas tree (which is fake--therefore cheaper and not as messy). All my and my sister's dolls and teddy bears over 15 years, which now just sit around if they're too grungy or sentimental to give away, get their month of glory in December.



We started doing this when I was about 5--I was helping decorate the tree and put my teddy bears on the bottom branches to "watch." My parents liked the idea of something that wouldn't break around my then baby sister.

It's really dark, but can you see the one on the very top? THat's Mrs. Tittlemouse from Beatrix Potter's "Peter Rabbit." She's out angel or star on top of the tree. :)

Mah. You really can't see it. Eh, I'll take a better picture this year. My camera's broken though. A new camera is the only thing on my Christmas list.

Mr. Napkinhead!

This is the Mr. Napkinhead scene from The Holiday (which, yes, is a total chick flick, but the writing is great, not so sappy, and the soundtrack is really good. I mean it rivals Dirty Dancing in terms of the soundtrack accompanying the mood, so don't brush it off right away. Not to imply that any movie can beat Dirty Dancing.)

It's pretty much self-explanitory, and I think it's pretty funny.