What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?

I don't know what I'm going to do when the month of December is over. I've had the best time ever watching some of the worst made-for-television movies ever. They're on the Hallmark channel 24/7 -- and they're more sickeningly sweet than a plate of frosted sugar cookies...but they don't have any calories so I've quickly become addicted. I'm going to have to start watching one of the many CSI shows so that I don't become a diabetic. No worries. When there's something I've already seen on the Hallmark channel, I switch it over to the BBC America where the lovely Andrew Lloyd Webber is auditioning singers for a new production of Oliver! Too bad I can't sing...not even in the shower.

Do Not Try This At Home

You might get your eye poked out! Don't believe me? Check out the terrified Santa taking cover in number 6 for all the proof you might need. There's a reason they call them house cats. It's because they should be left at home where they can be in charge of every little thing. 

The Antidote For A Seriously Bad Day

Having a bad day? Look no further. The world can't be a completely dark place when there's a French Bulldog puppy with a doorstop that needs to be tamed. A couple of months ago, I came home from work to find the one in my house had been knocked off the wall and was laying in the middle of the bathroom floor. I wondered how long the doorstop had held out...and if Roxy had tried to reattach it after it popped off.

I Just Had It Stuffed

We lost a comic genius yesterday. RIP Leslie Nielsen. The world will have fewer laughs without you.

Meet Mr. and Mrs. Johnson

I had been hearing the buzz for some time now. I read an article in September that said we should just cancel the 2011 Oscar telecast and give the awards out to the cast and crew of "The King's Speech." And so when I discovered that the film was playing within 100 miles of my home, I had to go. And I was not disappointed. The look of the film -- fantabulous. The script -- sublime. The performances -- amazing. The script is based on true events -- so I had to do a little research online about the players when I came home. And I was glad to see that other (more important) filmmakers and film buffs were also praising this remarkable movie. Of course, it should be noted that Tim Burton is Mr. Helena Bonham Carter. Still, I agree with him.

And Now For A Little Holiday Spirit...

I can't imagine how exciting it could be to be involved in a flash mob. I'm very hopeful...My favorite flash mob was on "Modern Family." Cam makes me laugh.

Happy Thanksgiving!

May you enjoy the company of friends and family...and don't forget to loosen your eating pants before you leave the table for your after dinner nap!