Holiday milestone: We just successfully made it through the first fully aware and attentive viewing of It's A Wonderful Life. There was a dodgy moment after Newly Heartless Nick sprayed poor wretched Mr. Gower in the face with a seltzer bottle (Matilda bolted and ran to the bedroom to hide under the covers), but I managed to coax her back out with promises that none of it was real and George would get back to his home and his life and Zuzu and her petals. She was especially intrigued by the prospect of seeing him throw up his arms and shout, "Yippee! I'm going to jail! Isn't it wonderful?" and the actual moment, when it arrived, did not disappoint.
She also really wants a pet squirrel and a pet crow like Uncle Billy, but she's pretty much always wanted those; the movie just reminded her of how much she wants them.
Tim Burton and Helena Bonham Carter split up.
I feel oddly much more sad for her than for him; I'm not even completely sure what the deal is with them but I have a vague feeling that he deserves breakups and heartache and she doesn't.
Our anxiously awaited package arrived, but now FedEx tells us it will not deliver Santa's present until Boxing Day. I am rather wroth.