Tis the season to be jolly and joyous.

As I contemplated renting the Bourne Ultimatium this evening, I noticed Kaili's blog on her favourite holiday films. I have to say, nothing gets you in the spirit then rewatching classic or your own version of classic Christmas flicks. My holiday picks this year are:

Muppet Christmas Carol:

Really it's all about the rats, Gonzo (who trys to explain omnipresent to children), and singing all the cheesy songs. I used to watch it every year on TBS, until 4 years ago when my boyfriend bought me the DVD. It's been broken out every year. An appreciated Christmas gift indeed.

How the Grinch stole Christmas:

Only the animation version for me please. Who doesn't love the little dog with the makeshift reindeer outfit? And it does reflect the true meaning of christmas....Plus at 30 minutes, it's a breeze to put you into the spirit without soaking up two hours of your time.

National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation:

Humourous, Chevy Chase on his game, Beverly D'Angleo when she was good, suprisingly Juliette Lewis thrown in there, and just a general merry time. Favourite Part - the Flying squirrel, the burning of the tree, or the general issue with the Christmas lights.

The Christmas Story:

Because there is so many classic lines that my parents, my brothers, and hopefully my nephew will know.

Scrooged:
I have a weakness for Bill Murray movies. And the classic "Christmas Carol" movie works in this 80's setting.

Honourable Mention: Nightmare before Christmas, The CBC Raccoon special that played every year as a child, and the Sesame Street, Muppet and Fraggle Rock christmas special. The last two might be for nostalgic reasons.

Christmas includes

A Haunted House apparently. Despite the off and on rain storm this weekend, my flatmate and I ventured up to Hyde Park to see "Winter Wonderland". Needless to say, it was a bit commercial and lacked a bit of real christmas spirit. The carols were nice, but the german xmas market was a bit lacking in stalls and really the sale of reindeer pelts really dampers my spirit. However, as every English semi-fair, it had a few child rides including a ferris wheel, a virtual trip with frosty, a a helter skelter in snow theme, a tobaggon ride, an ice rink and a haunted house. Yes, that's right a haunted house. I was a bit confused, but as my flatmate apparently adores them - we went on the ride. The skeletons were not even wearing santa hats. However, the ride was far superior to the one in Brighton because no skeleton sneezed on me repeatedly. I came out dry, not at all frightened, and a little confused about the fact that they didn't use any "Nightmare before Christmas" props.

Darkness Overcomes Me

Being further north, sun rises and sets later and earlier. It means that I go to work in a dusk like setting and at about 3:30 p.m. the sun sets. It's hard to motivate yourself to keep going out when it's so dark and damp out. I'm looking forward to summer when the sun sets at 10:30. I need my vitamin d boost.

Plastic ain't my bag liars

Elle magazine UK recently gave out free cloth bags stating "Plastic ain't my bag". It was a play-off on the recent anya hindmarch bag "I'm not a plastic bag". That was sold at Topshop and quickly sold out at Holt Renfrew. It was a nice idea by Elle, and I have seen the bag on several grocery shoppers in the past month. It was packaged by recycled plastic and was biodegradable so Elle UK didn't contradict themselves.
However, some of the people carrying the bag should take a significant double take at its message. You can not fit 3 plastic bags into the cloth bag that disagrees with the idea of plastic. It was quite angering to see two women do that this morning on my tube ride. If you are going to use the cloth, suck it up and realize that once and a while that means you have to wash it if you put something dirty inside. Maybe people like pretending they support the message without knowing what it means.