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Friends at Christmastime
Awoke to sunshine this time and a quick breakfast. Watched the original How the Grinch Stole Christmas while I ate. All the Whos down in Whoville like Christmas a lot. Too much, if you ask the grouchy Grinch up on Mount Crumpet. Tired of all the noise on Christmas Day, he dresses as Santa and takes his dog Max to steal their holiday goodies.
Ran Christmas Past while wrapping the lights and garland around the tree. This documentary covers the history of the holidays in England, as told by many of the people who lived it. Among the interviewees are a female Father Christmas, a nobleman who grew up in a Downton Abbey-esque manor house, a woman who got her first nice Christmas when she was evacuated to the country during World War II, and a Scottish couple who celebrated their first Christmas period around the same time.
Switched to Doc McStuffins as I made the bed and vacuumed around the tree. It's "A Very McStuffins Christmas" in the second season when she and her toy buddies discover an elf under the tree Christmas Eve night. The poor fellow is upset because he accidentally broke the Commander Crush toy her brother Donnie wanted badly. Doc and her toys follow him to the North Pole, the only place where a replacement part can be found quickly...but Stuffy gets lost in Santa's workshop and Lambie and Chilly have to go after him.
Amanda was supposed to arrive at 11:30. It was closer to quarter of 12 before she finally pulled in at the curb in front of the pool area. Hillcrest is in the back of Oaklyn on the end of a dead-end street and is hard for a lot of people to find. I slid in, and we headed on our way. Amanda wore her mask for most of the day. Like Lauren, she lives with her parents and was concerned for their health.
We didn't go far. She and I normally hit a diner or a local restaurant when we get together, but most diners don't have outdoor seating. There's outdoor seating on West Clinton, and since the local kids were either in school or taking at-home lessons, they were empty. It got warm enough for us to enjoy coffee, hot chocolate, chicken gyros, and extra-crispy fries from Common Grounds and Phillies Phatties together at the picnic tables.
At least it was a gorgeous day for it. The clouds had been replaced by sunshine and fairly warm temperatures, probably in the lower-mid 50's. It was still a bit windy, but not enough to make eating outside difficult.
When we got back to my place, I showed her around, and we opened gifts. Amanda always gives me fancy lotion and soaps for Christmas, and this year, she found them with kitten labels. She's a vet technician who loves her own pet kitties! I also got two "fragrance mists" from Bath and Body Works and an adorable Hallmark ornament with a kitten climbing on a hamster's cage.
After we opened presents, we started in on the tree. I have so many ornaments, I really can't hang them by myself anymore. There's metallic glass balls I bought from the Family Dollar in North Cape May and fancy glass ornaments Mom gave me for Christmas from Winterwood in Rio Grande. Mom made several folksy felt and cotton ornaments in the 90's, including a folk heart in a circle, a Santa face, and Holly Hobbie in Christmas colors. She made the clothespin toy soldiers, too. We hung candy canes and plastic Family Dollar icicles on the very tips of branches. Put characters like Winnie the Pooh in angel wings, the Disney Cinderella with her mouse friends, and Yogi Bear with his pic-a-nic basket full of candy canes out where Finley can see them when she rushes to the Cabbies. I remembered to hang the gold fabric and wood angel I bought last month from the thrift shop in Collingswood, too.
We finished that so quickly, we dressed the bears and put them under the tree. Mom started this tradition when Dad gave her a big stuffed polar bear in a red knit hat and scarf in 1987. She named him Chester, sat him on her hope chest, and surrounded him with other bears and stuffed animals in old baby winter and Christmas clothes. It was an interactive display. We'd play with them throughout the holiday season, and even swapped their knit hats for tiaras at New Year's. By the turn of the millennium, she'd grown tired of dressing them, and Keefe was too old for the display. After I moved, she turned Chester and the remaining Christmas-only bears and clothes over to me.
Even with doing the bears, there was still plenty of time to put out the rest of the decorations. The big resin Santa statue went on the ledge in my bedroom next to the tree. Winter Cinderella, with her glistening white gown, joins the collectible dolls on the dresser. The metal trays with the Currier and Ives scenes and the big Whitman tin were perfect for the square windows. The Christmas Beanie Babies and stuffed printed elves Mom sewed ages ago went on those empty shelves in the hall, as did the mini-tree I've had since college. Another garland was layered on the entertainment center, with Mom's hand-made stuffed gingerbread people nestled amid the greenery. The big sequin-trimmed snowman stocking Aunt Terri made for me when I was a toddler dangles on the book shelf in the living room; the less glittery one Mom made in the 90's hangs from a metal stocking holder on a window ledge.
Amanda and I sipped iced tea and talked about our difficult and demanding jobs and her problems with her co-workers while Tattletales was on. There was a tie for the second day in a row. This time, Scoey Mitchilll and his tough wife Claire and Bill Daily and his calm wife Pat were the big winners, splitting the pot for the red and "banana" (yellow) sections.
She headed out shortly before Press Your Luck began. Once again, things started slow, with everyone winning something in the first round and no Whammies. The champ and a young man kept swapping turns, and she got hit with Whammies...allowing a Russian refugee to sneak in and win the game.
Finished hanging paper decorations as Press ran. The two candy canes crossed were perfect for the window overlooking the neighbors' house, and some of the larger ones went on the windows overlooking the river. There wasn't room for most of the small ones, though. I still don't want to tape anything on the walls.
Worked on writing after the show ended. Gene awakens in the captain's cabin on board The Golden Medley to find a pretty British redhead nursing him back to health. Dolly Martin, the wife of one of his crewmembers Dick Martin, is worried about her husband. Everyone on The Golden Medley heard the explosion that destroyed The Marauder. She's desperately hoping he was able to get to safety before it blew.
Broke for dinner at 6:30. Match Game '75 began with Charles insisting that he was going to play without his glasses today. Jo Ann Pflug was a little too modest for the audience - and Burt Convy - when she answered a question about what Weird Willie burned to feel liberated. David "Bosley" Doyle worked with a gentleman who wrote several best-selling cookbooks who hit the double for 20,000 on Match Game PM.
Slid gingerbread into the oven while Sale of the Century was on. The champ still dominated, but not to the extent he has the last few days. He keeps jumping in too early on the questions and not having the right answers! Once again, the one woman won at a Fame Game board and the champ bought an Instant Bargain, managed to squeak by in the Speed Round, and won a trip to Jamaica on the Match the Prizes board.
Watched Broadway Hostess on TCM when I went online. I go further into this small-scale nightclub melodrama at my Musical Dreams Movie Reviews blog.
Finished the night on YouTube before the Match Game '90 premiere with the Dean Martin Christmas Show from 1972. For a show that starts with Martin singing his hit "Marshmallow World" and ends with cop Dom DeLouise giving Santa a ticket, this isn't really that Christmas-feeling. Most of the numbers are standards heard at any time of the year, including a medley of Jerome Kern songs in the finale. I did think a sequence with Dean chatting while getting his hair done by barbers DeLouise and Nipsey Russell was pretty funny.
Here's the full special, to be played in the background of your own holiday cocktail party!
Thursday, December 05, 2019
Sharing the Holidays With Friends
Incidentally, my tree is fake. I had a very large, ancient heater in my living room when I lived in Wildwood in the early 2000's and didn't trust a real tree within a hundred miles of it. My current tree was an early Christmas present from Mom in 2002. Besides, not only could I not afford a new tree every year, but I could never get even a small real tree home on my bike.
Ran documentaries on Christmas history as I worked. Christmas Past discusses the holidays in England, via the stories of people who lived through it, including a genuine Downton Abbey-esque aristocrat, a woman who was evacuated to the country during World War II and her first nice Christmas there, and two Scots who celebrated their first holidays period in the 1950's. Christmas Unwrapped is more-or-less the same deal, with more emphasis on how the holiday began and holiday traditions in the US. TV Guide Looks at Christmas has Lea Thompson going into the history of how Christmas on TV has been represented over the years, from a Howdy Doody special to A Charlie Brown Christmas to Pee Wee Herman's 80's variety show.
Went out to wait for Amanda promptly at 11. She didn't arrive until 11:30. She claimed she ran into traffic and road work on the White Horse Pike. At the very least, that gave me the time to round up my trash can and bring the mail inside.
We had lunch in Collingswood at The Pop Shop. Unlike Jessa last month, Amanda was able to find a parking spot, right down an alley and across the street from their building. Despite it being noon, they were dead when we arrived, with only one other family with two adorable toddlers dining there. Amanda and I both had grilled cheese. She had the Everett with cheddar, portobello mushrooms, spinach, and onions. I had the Bettlewood, dripping with Swiss cheese, grilled chicken, scallions, and garlic mayo. We shared a big basket of tasty dark fries.
Amanda decided that it would be easier for her to pay for lunch, rather than figuring out how to split it. I offered to buy our tea and coffee at Common Grounds Coffee House around the corner from my place. She had a peppermint mocha coffee with a chocolate peanut butter cake pop. I had a chai latte with a red velvet cake pop. We enjoyed our treats in the back corner of the room, chatting in a quiet shop with only the barista and one other woman there.
Went back my apartment after we finished. As soon as we got in, we exchanged gifts. She gave me containers of pump soap, body lotion, bubble bath, as well as sleep socks from Bath and Body Works (where she works on occasional weekends), along with a plastic cane of Hershey's candies and a box of Swiss Miss peppermint hot chocolate. She loved the little Christmas-themed Hello Kitty clip I gave her.
After we put away the gifts, I showed Amanda episodes of Match Game. We kept them on in the background while we decorated the tree. I have so many ornaments, I really can't decorate it alone anymore. I have plain glass balls I bought at Family Dollar and fancy glass ornaments Mom bought from gift shops in Cape May. We hung a Lucy Ricardo ornament Mom gave me, an Older Force Awakens Han Solo I got from a half-price sale at a closing Hallmark, a Disney Cinderella and Yogi I picked up at after-Christmas sales, several resin bears, and all kinds of gingerbread and snow-themed pieces. There were clothespin soldiers Mom made, glittery and translucent icicles I bought from Family Dollar years ago, and dangling beaded ornaments my cousin Samantha put together one year.
We worked so well together, we had the tree fully decorated by 3. Since we had time, we dressed the bears and put them under the tree. Mom started this tradition when Dad gave her a big white teddy bear from K-Mart in 1987. She put him on her hope chest, then added several more stuffed animals and put them in old Christmas baby outfits and scarves and hats. She got tired of doing it by the 21st century and turned the remaining bears and their accessories over to me, and I have my own bears to go with them.
Finished the remaining decorating after Amanda headed out. I have a lot of holiday stuff for such a small place. Loaded Beanie Baby bears onto the DVD shelves, including my green bear angel Gift and white angel Herald. Mom's hand-made stuffed "gingerbread people" were organized around a garland on the TV stand. Holly the porcelain doll and the mini-Nutcracker guard the CDs and records next to the tree. Two cheerful porcelain bears in Santa suits stand watch over the CD player. The collectible Winter Cinderella doll in her gold and white gown went on top of the wardrobes with the other collector's toys. The big resin Santa statue, small porcelain bears, and roly-poly Clement and Rudy musical toys all went on those newly empty shelves in my bedroom. A small tree decorated with tiny (non-working) lights and garland went on the other bookshelf.
Watched Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer as I was doing this. Rudy is an adorable baby reindeer with a big problem. His nose glows bright-red, something that's looked down as shameful at the extremely conformist North Pole. Good thing he makes friends with fellow misfit Hermie, an elf who wants to be a dentist, and miner Yukon Cornelius. They finally learn from their encounters with the Island of Misfit Toys and the Bumble Snow Monster that being a little different isn't such a terrible thing...and you never know when a disability might save someone's holiday season.
Did How the Grinch Stole Christmas as I ate a quick leftovers dinner. This is the original version of the tale of the Grinch, a nasty green fellow who lives over the Whos on Mount Crumpet, and the year he decides he's tired of their noise and steals their holiday goodies. Boris Karloff is the Grinch himself here, as well as the narrator. Thurl Ravenscroft of Tony the Tiger fame introduces "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch."
Headed out after dinner. I saw an advertisement for a holiday bazaar on West Clinton on the marquee at City Hall. The "bazaar" was on West Clinton, but it wasn't really much to look at. The block where Common Grounds and a few other restaurants and offices are hosted several tables of hand-made goodies and a cart with edible cookie dough. I saw nothing I absolutely needed and moved on.
I thought Oaklyn's Parade was supposed to be at 6:30. There was no one at City Hall when I arrived. I strolled down to WaWa and bought a Peppermint Mocha Hot Chocolate, then returned to City Hall...to discover when I looked it up online and checked out the digital sign at the Fire Department that our parade had been moved to 8 PM. Seems Gloucester Township's parade was at 6:30, and the Oaklyn Fire Department was due to be in that, too. I decided that was too late to be out on a cold, windy night and walked home instead.
Made Double Chocolate Chip Cookies from a fudge cookie mix while finishing Rick Steves' European Christmas, which I started during dinner, when I got home. It's a merry little Christmas all all across the continent that gave us some of our most cherished winter traditions. The British make mini-mince pies with their little ones, decorate trees with cookies, and watch the kids at their local school sing carols. The gorgeous Christkind angel welcomes visitors to the marketplace in Munich. Parisians skate on top of the Eiffel Tower and buy gifts at fancy department stores, while rural families in Burgundy enjoy a huge feast. Rural Italians enjoy a living nativity, while Austrians decorate their tree away from children's eyes. Bringing home and decorating the tree is a family affair in snowy Switzerland.
Finished the night after a shower with The Girl of the Golden West. I go further into this western vehicle for Jeanette MacDonald and Nelson Eddy at my Musical Dreams Movie Reviews blog.
The Girl of the Golden West (1938)
Friday, March 08, 2019
Never-Ending Battles
Dan visits O the Owl at his and his uncle X's home in the tree house. They read a dinosaur book from O's vast collection, only to discover that the last page is missing. "Daniel Helps O Tell a Story" in order to finish the book.
The Tiger parents want Margaret to experience her first "Chime Time" - that is, the time when all the clocks at the factory where Daniel Sr. works goes off at once. On the way, they encounter Katrina and Henrietta, who are spending their own family time having a tea party and dancing together.
Headed to work as the episode was ending. It wasn't that busy when I came in, but I did pick up during the noon rush hour and stayed relatively busy. I got stuck in the registers twice, once to go in for someone going on break, but I was mainly either doing a full cart of returns, or outside gathering carts and recycling.
Went straight into grocery shopping as soon as my shift ended. There's a lot of really good sales this week. Skippy Peanut Butter and McCormick Grill Seasoning were $1.50 each. I had a paper coupon for the former and an online coupon for the latter. Butter, frozen vegetables, and frozen pizza were cheap, too. Found bone-in chicken thighs and ground chicken for good prices. Found Smucker's Natural Concord Grape Jelly on the clearance racks. Restocked pears, oranges, bananas, an onion, skim milk, pancake mix, cereal, white flour, and canned mandarin oranges.
My schedule this week is not bad, and in fact is one of the best I've had in a while. Only one early day, on Wednesday (the head bagger's day off), Sunday, Thursday, and next Friday off. That means I'll be able to get some job research done and start my next story.
Finished out Daniel Tiger while I put everything away. It's "Tiger Family Fun" when the Tigers pick fruit and vegetables for dinner from the Enchanted Garden. They eventually join Lady Elaine, Miss Elania, and Music Man Stan for their own dinner.
Went into Superheroes: A Never-Ending Battle while I baked the Five-Cheese Pizza I got for dinner. Had it with a basic green salad. The first episode covered the Golden Age of Superheroes from Superman's debut to the creation of the Comics Code in the mid-50's. As someone who was born 40 years after the first Superman comic was released, I don't really know much about this era. Along with the big names - Superman, Batman and Robin, Captain America and Bucky, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, the Flash, Sub-Mariner, and Shazam (then known as Captain Marvel) - the late 30's and World War II produced an endless parade of lesser-known cosmic or god-like do-gooders who saved the day from Nazis and gangsters. The stability of the 50's not only ended the need for such heroes, but made them look quite suspect to many intellectuals of the day, with their violence and heroes running around in tights, with random young men by their sides.
Worked on a little writing after dinner. I was tired and didn't get much more done than setting the scene. Coruscant City in 1977 is a corrupt landscape made up of many districts. Most of the rich folk live in Naboo Heights, while the Corellia Wharfs are known for their crumbling warehouses and rampant crime and drugs. Bespin is the major entertainment and nightclub district; Mos Eisley in the outer borough town Tatoonie is basically the seedier, low-rent desert version. Hosnia Square is the home of the city government, including Mayor Steven Palpatine and his mysterious enforcer, Darren Velder - aka, the super villain Darth Vader.
Into this den of crime and corruption flies what to most citizens of Coruscant City appears to be little more than a streaking star...but is really Force Girl, aka Lelita Ortega, flame-powered superheroine, who is doing her best to escape Vader's goons and get a message to safety.
Broke for a shower at 8. Finished the Superheroes documentary after I got out. As the 60's dawned, superheroes were basically considered to be silly kid's stuff, the Comics Code and the conformity of the times having banished darker or scary elements. All that began to change with the revival of Marvel Comics and their new breed of slightly darker, more angsty heroes. The Fantastic Four, Spider Man, The Incredible Hulk, Iron Man, the Guardians of the Galaxy, Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D, and Silver Surfer were far more human (or human-like) than previous superheroes. DC rewrote their older characters like the Flash, The Green Arrow, and Green Lantern to bring them closer to the changing times. The rise of the Civil Rights Era and Women's Liberation movement returned Wonder Woman to her roots at DC and created the first black superhero, Black Panther, along with Ms.(now Captain) Marvel, Valkyre, Black Cat, and the amoral mercenary Luke Cage.
We open the last segment with the arrival of the first Superman movie on the big screen. Superman: The Movie was the blockbuster hit of 1979. The first three movies and Supergirl were part of the backbone of my early childhood, and Christopher Reeve was one of my first crushes. The success of Superman on the big screen and Wonder Woman, Hulk, and Spider Man on TV (along with small-screen originals The Six Million Dollar Man and The Bionic Woman) proved that anyone, from psychopaths to children to mutated pet turtles, could be super.
I preferred those campier shows and Reeves' earnest performance to the darker and more violent comics of the 90's. The Tim Burton Batman may have been the smash hit of 1989, but it was too much for me (and still isn't a huge favorite of mine). I just couldn't get into 80's and 90's anti-heroes like Blade, The Punisher, Spawn, The Watchmen, Lobo, The Crow, and Hellboy. Though I would become a fan of Deadpool, Wolverine, and the X-Men later in life, as a teen, the only superheroes who even remotely interested me were The Rocketeer, Captain Planet and the Planeteers, and the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
As I've previously mentioned, what I'm most enjoying about the current superhero boom is learning more about characters I'd either never heard before the turn of the 21st Century (the female Captain Marvel, Black Panther, Ant-Man and the Wasp, the Guardians of the Galaxy, Iron Man) or had only vaguely heard of or known a little bit about (Captain America, Thor, Wolverine, Deadpool,and the X-Men, Aquaman, Cyborg, the Teen Titans). It's also interesting to note how the popularity of superheroes has tended to go up whenever there is a lot of unrest in the world, which would explain their creation in the depths of the Great Depression...and their huge popularity with everything going on now.
Saturday, January 19, 2019
Last Day of Vacation
Headed out to run some quick errands as soon as the cartoons ended. My first stop was the Oaklyn Library. Despite the blah weather, there wasn't much going on there. I dropped three of the four DVDs off (I'll do Christopher Robin on Monday), looked over the DVD shelves, and moved on.
Dodged noon traffic next to return DVDs to the Haddon Township Library. I don't think I'll be able to get over there until late next week. While I didn't take out anything else, I did find the rare video of the only Peanuts special that has yet to see a DVD release, You're In the Super Bowl, Charlie Brown.
Made a quick stop at Dollar Tree next for a new scrub brush and a shower curtain. I actually found a very pretty shower curtain in a nice autumn print of red, green, and yellow leaves on a cream-colored background. It took longer in there than I'd planned. The line was literally half-way across the store. Thank goodness a young man opened a register shortly after I got in line.
I hadn't eaten at the Westmont Bagel Shop in a while, so I went there next. They've gone through their second major remodeling in two years since the last time I was there. I'm disappointed. The walls are now dull white and festooned with stock photos of landscapes and bagels rather than the Philly sports articles and photos they used to have. There's a few left, but not nearly as many. The TVs are gone, too. At least my hot roast beef wrap with lettuce, provolone cheese, and horseradish mayo was tasty.
Took a peek at the House of Fun on the way home. They were also fairly busy with collectors checking out various action figures. I considered Star Wars 12-inch dolls, Funko Pops, and Sailor Moon figures, but finally decided I've spent enough money this week and just went home.
Things didn't go much better once I got in. I tried to make Mint Chocolate Chip Donuts, but even with the oil, the donuts were too dry and fell apart when I pulled them out. I made the glaze way too watery, too. It just sunk in the donut.
Cheered myself up with two winter-themed episodes of Perfect Strangers from the second season. Larry learns that it's "Snow Way to Treat a Lady" when he lies to his girlfriend Jennifer about being an expert skier to impress her. Balki keeps shoving his lying in his face, and even he finally regrets it when the trio are stranded in a cabin after an avalanche and he and Balki have to tunnel out.
Finished out the Mickey Mouse set while cleaning up the donut mess. Mickey and Donald take Morty, Ferdie, and their buddies out for an "Orphan's Picnic." Morty and Ferdie proceed to play the same kind of pranks on Donald that his own nephews would in about three years or so. It's "Moving Day" for Donald, Mick, and Goofy when Sheriff Pete repossesses their house. They have to get the furniture out before Pete can sell it at auction. (Skipped "Hawaiian Holiday" and "The Little Whirlwind," both of which I have in full elsewhere.)
Worked on writing for a while as the donuts cooled. They do manage to sneak past the guards and into Nottingham Castle. While Friar Ben goes to release the drawbridge, Han, Luke, Chewbacca, and Thomas head off into the castle itself to free Maid Leia.
It was nearly 7 before I broke for dinner. Ate roasted potatoes, broccoli, and cauliflower and baked coconut-crusted tilapia while watching Broadway: The American Musical. I go further into this documentary miniseries on the history of the stage musical at my Musical Dreams Movie Reviews blog.
Broadway: The American Musical
Incidentally, it started pouring around 8 PM and has been going ever since. I'll still take a deluge over the two feet of snow Lauren's supposed to get up north.
Wednesday, December 05, 2018
White Christmas With Friends
Ran two documentaries on holiday history as I did the decorating and my chores. Christmas Past talks about Christmas in England over the years, and even features interviews with a Scottish man who had just started celebrating Christmas, an earl, a female Father Christmas, and a woman who got her first really nice Christmas when she was evacuated to the country during World War II. Christmas Unwrapped goes into more detail about American holiday customs and how they came about, including Santa, Rudolph, and mistletoe.
To my surprise, it was snowing when I stepped out of the apartment. It wasn't heavy snow, just small flakes that looked pretty coming down. I felt quite festive as I strolled across Manor to West Clinton, and then to the parking lot for the closed PNC Bank on the White Horse Pike. I hadn't realized that the pre-school at St. Mark's Church across the street let out at 11. They were so busy by the time Amanda finally arrived at quarter after 11, she ended up picking me up next to the church instead.
We finally ended up at the Pop Shop in Collingswood for lunch. It was only 11:30 by then, and between the early hour and the weather, it was the quietest I'd ever seen them. There may have been one or two other couples seated at booths. We both opted for hot tea and breakfast. (The Pop Shop serves breakfast all day.) Amanda had vegetable Eggs Benedict on a big, fluffy biscuit. I had a Bananas Foster Waffle - bananas sauteed in brown sugar and walnuts on a waffle. The bananas were a little goopy, but it was better than the last time I ordered this on New Year's Day in 2015. For once, we both ate everything that was on our plates and didn't need to take anything home.
The snow was starting to come down harder as we left. It wasn't sticking to the roads, but it was making visibility a pain. We opted to skip any shopping and just move along. After getting lost briefly in West Collingswood, we finally stopped at Common Grounds around the corner from me in Oaklyn for hot drinks. She loves coffee and got a mocha latte. I settled for hot chocolate. We chatted and watched the snow fall at one of the tables by the big picture window. (I was glad to notice someone shoveled the steps going up to my porch when we arrived home. It never stuck to the streets here, but it did stick to the grass. I think we got maybe an inch or two.)
As soon as we got in and I showed Amanda what was new at my place, we exchanged gifts. Amanda works part-time at a Bath and Body Works in the Cumberland Mall, so a lot of her gifts usually come from there. She gave me two bottles of lotion (one small for work, one medium-sized and Christmas-themed for home), a bottle of soap, and hand sanitizer, along with sleep socks, a candy cane-shaped tube of Hershey's candies, and a totally adorable plush polar bear ornament.
The rest of the afternoon was spent decorating the tree. I have so many ornaments! They've came from all over. Mom made folk-art-style felt ornaments and a Christmas-themed Holly Hobbie for me when I was in high school. She gave me several fancier glass ornaments from the gift shops in Cape May County later, including the white heart with the Victorian-style flowers, the strawberry covered in glitter, the beautiful magenta ball with rings and the white ribbon on the cap, the gingerbread man face wearing a chef's hat, and the Disney gang - Mickey, Minnie, Pluto, Donald, Daisy, and Goofy. My cousin Samantha made beaded ornaments about a decade ago. Mom also made the clothespin soldiers - they're refugees from her tree. Force Awakens Han Solo is from a Hallmark that was closing; Chewbacca comes from Target. My friend Linda Young gave me Scooby and Shaggy on a sled. Yogi with a picnic basket full of candy canes, Cinderella with her mice friends giving a gift, and the angel Winnie the Pooh are from yard sales or after-Christmas half-price sales. The vintage wooden and porcelain figures are all yard sale finds.
Did TV Guide Looks at Christmas when we got in. This one discusses the history of Christmas on television, from popular holiday specials to beloved movies to favorite sitcom episodes. I especially liked hearing about the variety shows that used to turn up during the holidays. These big specials filled with songs and skits were common until the mid-70's, after which time they'd begun to die out. The only major variety holiday variety special during my childhood was Pee Wee's. I have the soundtrack to the Judy Garland special, but I never heard of Perry Como's European travels until I saw this. I may have to see if any of them are on YouTube.
The work went so quickly, we finished by 3. Amanda wasn't leaving until 3:30, so that was just enough time to pull out the Christmas stuffed animals and cloth items and put them under the tree. In 1987, Dad bought Mom a big white teddy bear from K-Mart. She named him Chester sat him on her hope chest. She eventually borrowed a bunch of our bears, dressed them in old winter clothes, and set them with Chester on the hope chest to be displayed throughout the holiday season. We'd get to change their clothes, and even give them party hats on New Year's Eve. By the turn of the 21st century, Mom had gotten tired of setting it up and turned the remaining Christmas bears and their clothes over to me.
Along with the bears, I hung my stockings. I have two, both with a snowman on the front. Aunt Terri made my original stocking when I was very little in the early 80's. It's a big red felt stocking with gold trim and a snowman and snow scene on the front, trimmed liberally with sequins. Mom made me a new, less glittery one in the early 90's. This one is also a snowman, but he's on a blue snow-print background instead of a red one, and he has the most cheerful face.
Amanda did indeed leave at 3:30. By that point, the snow was long-gone, replaced by a glorious bright orange and lavender sunset. I enjoyed the show while doing some writing. Scrooge is genuinely scared when the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come - a phantom with a wrinkled gray hand, hidden under a black shroud with gold lining - appears in his parlor. The Spirit takes him ahead in time...and they see that all of Scrooge's things are gone, even the curtains around his bed. He refuses to look at the lump under the remaining sheets, not wanting to know who was laying there.
Broke for dinner at 6. Made turkey meatballs, roasted broccoli rabe, and pasta while watching Rick Steves' European Christmas. It's a very merry holiday season all across the continent that inspired some of our most cherished holiday traditions. Kids help their parents make mince pies and sing in a local choir in England. Parisians skate on the top of the Effel Tower, while country folks in Burgundy prepare a massive feast of pastry-wrapped roast beef and fois grae. Adorable little Santa Lucias sing for the elderly in Norway. Italians await the Pope's mass and watch old men toss a flat fruitcake in a curling-like game, while the citizens of Tuscany prepare for a living nativity. Austrians decorate the tree away from the children, while the Swiss make a big family activity of bringing it home from the mountains.
Finished the night with Pulp Fiction. This unique non-linear crime film from directer Quentin Tarantino follows three different storylines, all arranged out of order. Hit men Jules (Samuel L. Jackson) and Vincent (John Travolta) are supposed to be picking up a briefcase for their boss Wallace (Ving Rhames), but get caught up double-crosses and hot dances with the boss' wife Mia (Uma Thurman). Meanwhile, boxer Butch Coolidge (Bruce Willis) has been bribed to lose a bout, but he not only wins, he kills his opponent. He manages to evade Vincent and even helps Wallace out. There's also two low-level thieves (Tim Roth and Amanda Plummer) who hold up a local diner to deal with.
Widely considered to be Tarantino's masterpiece, I can certainly say there's nothing else like it. Killer soundtrack, awesome performances that revived several careers (including those of Willis and Travolta), and a masterful script make up for the story being frequently confusing and extremely violent. Adults who love the cast or Tarantino's other work will find much to enjoy here.