Jump
Yesterday was not my greatest day ever, for a number of reasons. In an effort to make myself feel better, I did the only thing one could do under the circumstances – well, aside from eating a quart of Bunny Tracks ice cream out of the carton with a spoon. I watched the movie Love, Actually. Sometime in the recent past, one of those Facebook questionnaires asked me if there was a movie I’ve watched five or more times. Yes there is, Ladies and Gentlemen. I have probably watched Love, Actually somewhere in the neighborhood of 10 times since it came out in 2003, and I love it every single time I watch it. The story lines are clever, the music is fun, there’s just enough Christmas to get me in the spirit and just enough poignant tales to make me cry a bit. Not too much. Just the right amount. Plus, I could watch the scene in which Hugh Grant (who plays the British prime minister) dances at No. 10 Downing Street by himself to Jump (For My Love). By the way, Sleepless in Seattle is another such movie, but yesterday I needed to see Hugh Grant dance.

See You Later, Facebook
I’m taking a two-week break from Facebook, but I think that I will still post my blog in the morning with my eyes closed. I have found that presently Facebook is having a negative impact on my life, and I can control that, so I plan to do just that. See all of my Facebook friends soon! In the meantime, we can communicate the old-fashioned way — talking!

Christmas Spirit
In addition to watching a holiday movie (if you can call Love, Actually a holiday movie, I also am getting in the spirit of Christmas in my Nanas Whimsies Etsy Shop. Look at some of my holiday cheer…..

Anniversary
Part of the reason I have been off-kilter was because it was six years ago yesterday that my dad passed away. I think of him so often, and my mother as well. My brother texted me late in the afternoon and commented on how lucky we were to be blessed with such good parents. That is really true. There aren’t many days that go by that I don’t think about one or the other of my parents and wish they were around to help me decide what to do about this or that…

And, by the way, I had pink eye in this photo, so don’t laugh.

Ciao.