Bah, humbug, Or, responding to a response while I wait for the cafFiend...

In an earlier post, I seem to have hit someone's hot-button by the unintended implication that I don't think Christmas cards should be sent.

Not true. I think that, if you enjoy sending out Christmas cards, you should so so. You might want to remember that not everyone you're sending them to celebrates Christmas, but at the risk of arousing the ire of the "War on Christmas" folk, that's why they have cards that say "Happy Holidays" or -- my personal preference-- "Happy New Year!

My own personal feeling on the entire subject, since it was raised, is ( as follows: )

I made the donation in the name of my LJ readers because I appreciate all y'all, and because I wanted to do something good, and allow you to share in that. End of story.

In other more important news, it is raining instead of snowing, damn it, the cats are sleeping in a peaceful lump, and I have been tasked to make scones. Yum. Sould I make raisin scones, or maple scones? Decisions, decisions....

and on Sunday, she rested.

I did not, alas, proof my author set for FREE FALL today. Instead, I went to see "Enchanted," which I have been looking forward to since I saw the early previews months ago. A totally sweet movie, and I say that, for once, without any sarcasm whatsoever. I had expected more sophisticated humor, considering it's set in NYC, but no, this is just...sweet. Lovely, even. And sweetly funny. It's the story of a Disney princess (literally) sent by the evil stepmother-Queen to a land where "there are no happy endings" (aka Manhattan). But of course, everyone (except the evil stepmother) has a happy ever after. And along the way you can feel your heart grow several sizes larger. Call this the anti-Grinch movie, and go see it, if only to count the number of movies (from "Beauty and the Beast" to "King Kong") this movie makes gentle love to. The only thing I wasn't crazy about was the actress playing the young daughter, but she was adorable so we'll cut her some slack.

What amused me most of all, however, was where and why my suspension of disbelief failed. ( spoilers under the cut )

Came home and had a lovely dinner, plotting elements of Project Whoosh! with C. And, after scaring the crap out of their loyal fans, the Giants clinch a wildcard spot in the playoffs. Yay! [it's not like we have a shot at the Superbowl, but at least they won't be playing golf too damn early...]

And now I am going to continue the theme of total non-work, and go to bed early. Wow.