Three nights before Christmas and all over town, there is much to be done and so many sounds…
1. Christmas with my family is pretty loud.
“Christmas at our house was like a Donny and Marie TV Special” (who said that?).
That cracks me up because it is like that for us, too. Rare is the quiet tree-lit silent night, or a room full of heavenly peace for pondering and reflecting. Even now, as I write this (on Monday night to be posted on Tuesday), it is late. And yet, the rooms are brightly shining and daughters have materials and supplies spread everywhere, working on Christmas projects and finishing last-minute gifts. They tease and cajole. They drink coffee and break out into song, filling the air with movie quotes and remembrances in a thoroughly unpredictable rhythm. Just now they are singing selections from the musical “Oklahoma,” for what reason, I do not know. I’d like to tell them to go to their rooms and get to sleep, but am reminded they are here now by choice, a gift to me, something I treasure. Let the madness remain.
2. I really do not like to shop. But at this point, I have no choice.
I power-shopped for more than 10 hours Monday. {sigh} I organized each person’s list according to every different retail establishment I would need to hit. I mapped out a plan, gathered coupons and those “free money” cards I have collected from said establishments (like $10 off a $25 purchase at JCP, $10 off any purchase at Kohls!) into a folder. I made sure to have my Starbucks giftcards for needed strength (did you know there is a company-wide shortage of caramel due to the popularity of the new Caramel Brulee Latte??!?) and most importantly, dedicated myself to having a good hair day because when you are going from morning to night, not having to worry about hair in imperative. Then I told Dave: this isn’t a pleasure trip, you know. The objective is to cross things off my list: quickly.
Several of my girls have asked for vintage/antique-type things so I added 3 thrift stores to my list, all within a short get-it-done radius. When we arrived at the first one and I leapt from the car with notebook and pen in hand and started bounding toward the door at break-neck speed, Dave commented, “There. See, honey? This store was created just for you.” For the big sign at the entrance read: ARC Thrift Store ~ Shopping with a Purpose.
Yes, I am a purpose-driven shopper.
3. I will continue to complain about the weather.
It was too stinking hot. It didn’t feel like Christmas with the weather in the 50’s, which is seriously impeding my glorious songs of old. But today, the temp has dropped! Here is what I want: Maybe the low 40’s with some big pretty snowflakes falling, but not on the streets-just along the sides so everything looks pretty and children can build men…and women. And just cool enough so you can wear the cute hat and adorable scarf set some one has given you (along with the coordinating fingerless gloves), but you don’t really need bulky coats. You know-cool enough that you’d look all New-England-wintry and Christmas-card-ish if you made a quick stop and took a few spins around the ice-skating rink while you were bustling about shopping, but not so cold no one can recognize you due to the outerwear overkill when, if you should fall, you would not, in fact, be able to get back up. Is this really too much to ask for???
Three movies that are not usually considered Christmas movies, but have great Christmas scenes in them:
[1] Funny Farm with Chevy Chase. [2] About a Boy with Hugh Grant and [3] While You Were Sleeping with Sandra Bullock (omygosh, I LOVE this movie!).
Three nights before Christmas, 3 French Hens, Three Wise Men, and three wishes from me to you: peace, joy and love!
pictured: DP, Tara and Hunter’s tree farm adventure a couple of weeks ago.
Let’s not rush into Christmas without considering a certain other “holiday” which does not get enough mention, in my opinion. There are some Thanksgiving movies out there. Here are 5 I like in no particular order…
Planes, Trains, and Automobiles.
Neal and Del (Steve Martin and John Candy) are hilarious in this 1987 movie about a business man desperate to get home in time for Thanksgiving and forced to travel with an obnoxious, yet engaging shower-ring salesman. If you can watch it on TV, probably better, as the language on the DVD is pretty, wellllll – watch out!
Quotes of note:
[waking up after sharing the same bed in the motel] Neal: Del… Why did you kiss my ear? Del: Why are you holding my hand? Neal: [frowns] Where’s your other hand? Del: Between two pillows… Neal: Those aren’t pillows!
“My dogs are barking.” ? “You’re going the wrong way.” ? “I have, uh…two dollars and a Casio.” ? “Git’ yer lazy butt out of that truck!” ? “Honey, I’d like you to meet Del Griffith.”
And? It has one of my all-time favorite songs, “Every time You Go Away ~ you take a piece of me with you.”
Oh, yeah. Funny movie! You’ll laugh.
A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving.
Why must you see this before Thanksgiving again? Don’t ask that. Just do it! Do you really know anyone wiser than Linus, more vulnerable than the sympathetic Charlie Brown, more capable than Lucy (mygosh that girl is smart and such a choleric!), more talented than Schroeder, more loyal than Marcie, or more apt-to-question-her-feminine-identity-as-an-adult than Peppermint Patty? And could there be, other than Gemma or Guini, perhaps, a cuter little sister than Sally? Come on people, enjoy this o-so-sweet classic again. And again.
[after singing “Over the River and Through the Woods to Grandmother’s House We Go.”] Charlie Brown: Well, there’s only one thing wrong with that. Linus van Pelt: What’s that, Charlie Brown? Charlie Brown: My grandmother lives in a condominium.
About a Boy.
This isn’t actually a Thanksgiving movie-because they don’t really celebrate Thanksgiving in London, since it is an American holiday. And though it ends with a Christmas scene, and even though the main character is a man living off the royalties of his late father’s kitchsy Christmas song (which he loathes), it isn’t “Christmasy-enough” for me to watch it in December. So, I enjoy it near Thanksgiving.
Wil (Hugh Grant) is living a hip, but shallow and pointless life compared to his friends, “My life is made up of units of time. Buying CDs – two units. Eating lunch – three units. Exercising – two units. All in all, I had a very full life. It’s just that it didn’t mean anything.” He passes himself off as a single father so he can meet single moms (feeling they’ll be grateful for his attention, but easy to leave behind when they want commitment). His game is interrupted by the eccentric Marcus, an odd 12-year old who desperately needs lessons in being cool, but is known for breaking out singing oldies in class (songs that make his wacky “suicide granola” mother happy).
When Marcus becomes a target for school bullies, Wil starts to understand the importance of his role in the young boy’s life. They could have named the film About Two Boys, because initially, the 38-year-old Wil resists being an adult, but once he ever-so-charmingly steps into the young boy’s life, Wil begins to finally understand that “No man is an island,” or rather as he says it: “Every man is an island. I stand by that. But clearly some men are island chains. Underneath, they are connected…” And so, this movie warms our hearts when we think of the people, the times and the circumstances that have connected us and with whom we shall celebrate Thanksgiving, grateful for the people we love. Sweet movie.
Pieces of April
The “black sheep” of the family, the one child the mother has only one good memory of, tries, with all her heart to make amends on Thanksgiving. Her siblings dislike her for past mistakes, her complicated and withholding mother has terminal cancer and anything that can go wrong is just going wrong. As odd as April may seem, you cannot help but love her, root for her and understand her very empathetically by the end. Because at some time or another, we have all been her. Or is it just me?
Quotes:
April’s mom about enduring Thanksgiving at April’s apartment: This way, instead of April showing up with some new piercing or some ugly new tattoo and, God forbid, staying overnight, this way, we get to show up, experience the disaster that is her life, smile through it, and before you know it, we’re on our way back home.
April, describing her “role” in her family: I’m the first pancake. Evette: What do you mean? Eugene: She’s the one you’re supposed to throw out.
April [becoming somewhat emotional over some old-fashioned turkey shaped salt and pepper shakers that Bobby-the-boyfriend bought]: We had these when I was a kid. [sad pause] April Burns: The one time [my mother] let me hold them she said, “Be careful, they’re worth more than you are.” Bobby: Well, that’s terrible. April Burns: Next year they were gone. Bobby: So, what happened? April Burns: A hammer I was holding fell on them.
Scent of a Woman
1992. Rated R for language. This film surprised me. I had seen the trailers and they all seemed to support the title. I feared it was going to be about some dirty-old-man obsessed with women. But it was Al Pacino, after all, so I tried it out anyway, and wow! In this Oscar-winning performance as blind, retired Army Lt. Colonel Slade, he was a.m.a.z.i.n.g! He plays a man filled with somewhat-controlled, darkened (both in his sight and in his heart), gloomy rage and harbors life-sucking anger towards himself; a man born to be a hero, but with no deposit for his legacy.
Then you’ve got Chris O’Donnell playing Charlie Simms, a prep-school student totally out of his league with the regular crowd there, he, a poor scholarship recipient. To earn money to get home for Christmas over the Thanksgiving weekend, he is hired to “watch over” Colonel Slade and an education for them both becomes inevitable. Charlie learns about the Tango (great scene with Gabrielle Anwar), women (warning on his passionate discourse on women…just warning) and fast cars. The Colonel finds a worthy recipient for his protective instinct and life’s heritage.
The “family Thanksgiving” scene is anything but warm and fuzzy, but you can’t help enjoying how the Colonel irritates and baits the twerp-of-a-nephew. Not exactly a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving.
When the reserved, and innocent Charlie is being taken advantage of by school officials and parents of boys with no integrity (Philip Seamore Hoffman is great in his role as one of Charlie’s weak, partying classmates who is torn between doing right and following the money-crowd), the warrior in Colonel Slade emerges as he takes on the school, the parents and the classmates themselves urging them to let Charlie be the man of character he knows him to be. The speech is a stand-up-and-applaud moment!
This is a movie about a bitter man who needed love and needed to love some one, and a young man who needed a hero to help him become the person he was created to be. It’s about what there is to love in life and all the reasons living is so wondrous. It is a connection between two men whose highest virtue is integrity and it’s about love. And women. Hoo-aah.
Honorable mention:
Holiday Inn, which covers most all of the holidays in a year, with a special focus on the bookend Christmases of the movie, has a great Thanksgiving song/scene with Bing Crosby. Down in the dumps because Fred Astaire has stolen his sweetheart, he sings: “I have plenty to be thankful for…” Bing is wry and tender and the guy can sing!
For your Thanksgiving entertainment… from Jeanie
NOTE TO SELF: Uh, yeah. Thanksgiving is only 5 days away. Planning a menu and buying a turkey right about now would be a good thing.
