Everyone in my family is obsessed with Christmas movies. Norrie has a panic attack if she doesn't get to see It's a Wonderful Life, A Charlie Brown Christmas, and at least one version of A Christmas Carol before December 25 every year. Sassy and Takey will watch any movie that even mentions Christmas, no matter how bad. And when St. John comes home he monopolizes the stereo with 24 hours of nonstop Christmas music. He insists on playing the Frank Sinatra Christmas album at least once a day ALL THE WAY UNTIL NEW YEAR'S.
And you wonder why I say my family is evil? I'm about to run screaming out of the house with my hands over my ears.
Last night Sassy, Norrie, and Takey were watching this movie called Babes in Toyland, starring Laurel and Hardy. Sully loves this movie but I've never been able to sit through the whole thing. It was made in 1934 and it's really weird. It has all these strange creatures in it that I can't figure out. Like what's going on with the cat playing the cello? Is it a puppet? And what is that little mouse-like thing? Is it a monkey or a tiny person in costume? (See the picture of the mouse thing on the left.)
I don't mind the weird creatures so much. What bothers me is that Little Bo Peep chick and her boyfriend, "Tom-Tom." They're so lovey-dovey and yecchh. "Oh, I've lost my sheep!" "Oh Tom-Tom! Help me, Tom-Tom!"
It left a bad taste in my mouth. I had to eat about ten Christmas cookies to get the taste out.
JANE OUT