We woke to some more chilly weather yesterday. 45 with a wind chill of 41. And forecasters are throwing out a slight chance of snow for Christmas Eve. Now that hasn’t happened here on the Island since 2005.
Chris
made some waffles for breakfast. But not just any waffles. Oh, no. These
were snowman infused waffles made on the little machine I got at the Seaside
white elephant exchange. They didn’t taste any different, but they were
fun to look at.
We
made yet another trip to Walmart. We needed a few groceries (yes, Lauren. I ran
out of bananas). We also continued our Christmas shopping process. Still more
to go, though. Now all you friends and family members can wonder if you were
the ones who put us in such a quandary the week before Christmas.
We
did manage to squeeze in not one, but two classic Christmas movies. We started
with one of my all-time favorites, A Christmas Carol. But not just any old
version. The one I remain enamored by is that old black and white one starring
Alastair Sim. Made back in the early 50’s, I think. Not many special effects
back then, so it was almost like watching a stage version.
The
other one we watched while wrapping Christmas presents. You can’t get much more
iconic than … Elf. Good ol’ Buddy the elf saved Christmas again. Never gets
old.
Last
night I introduced Chris to a movie she had never seen. Also a cult classic, I
might add. Napoleon Dynamite. She kept asking, “Is this all it is?” She
also snuck in a few, “This is just dumb” comments. Needless to say, she wasn’t
impressed. However, I don’t think she put it in the same category as Monty
Python and the Holy Grail, another thoroughly awesome movie she thinks is “just
dumb.”
Isaiah 7:14 says, “Therefore
the Lord himself will give you a sign: The virgin will conceive and give birth
to a son, and will call him Immanuel.
Father,
thank you for new experiences and old movies. Amen.
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