Good Grief...

So, it has recently (30 seconds ago) come to my attention that I have not yet watched any Charlie Brown holiday specials. Usually I hit "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!" and I'm good til Linus gets to tell me the true meaning of Christmas... but... I missed it this year. It was on TV... and I missed it... AUUUUUGH! Now I have to wait until Christmas to get my fill of Snoopy and the Gang. I'm seriously bummed out.

However I did get my first Christmas movie in last night. I sat myself down (and the boyfriend too, who considers Die Hard a Christmas movie, so you can imagine how pleased he was) and watched Love Actually... which is so so cute; it's one of my favorite movies that pretty consistently makes me cry. It's cool if you're all "Love Actually is not all that sad! Do you really cry at that?!" A lot of people find it hard to believe but I cry very easily at anything that even lightly tugs at my apparently very delicate heart strings. I cry less about things in real life than I do about movie things, but... there you are. Love Actually makes me cry.

This whole post has been about Crizzymas, which is lame of me as Thanksgiving hasn't even happened yet. I shouldn't be neglecting Thanksgiving because I am totally stoked for Thanksgiving. My friends all have separation anxiety, so going home will be good. I'm hosting my first ever Thanksgiving dinner, and in my desire to be a Stepford Wife, I am in serious need of recipies and shit. Maybe some pinecone centerpieces too...

That is just lovely.

If you have any recipe ideas I'd LOVE to hear them, as suddenly I'm cooking for 8. Holy stuffing Batman...