God, I'm so lame *blush*

I'm going to embarrass myself and publicly admit that I'm currently watching "A Very Brady Christmas." It's so cheesy and campy, but it just gives me the warm fuzzies. Recalling my childhood, I wanted so much to be popular and confident like Marcia and adorable like Cindy. All my problems could be solved in 22.5 minutes.

Then the Brady Girls and these reunion shows added another dimension: marital strife and other, more serious problems. It became more like real life. Still retains some of its cheesiness, though. Like when Carol Brady went to the travel agent and introduced herself to the agent as "Mrs. Carol Brady." WHO does that anyway?? Not a single soul that I know. Oh wait, there was that nutcase who was married to some poor idiot that used to work with DH...she enjoyed referring to herself as "Mrs. Michael Hislastname." Otherwise, I can't think of anyone who does that in this day and age, nor can I think of anyone who did that in '88, when this movie was made.

Now to go see if "the children are nestled all snug in their beds" so I can begin tonight's portion of the wrapping marathon. I went to bed last night at 4am this morning... I still have a ridiculous amount of gifts to wrap, since FIL and GrandMIL and my parents asked us to get the kids their gifts. Then SIL sent her gifts unwrapped via amazon. Nevermind that DH is still feeling ill, after puking up his guts last night and then sleeping like a baby (who snores). Ah well, I'll wrap and watch Bennifer in action in Jersey Girl. Oh wait, J Lo just died in it, so I get to watch Ben and Liv. Kevin Smith and George Carlin...can't be too bad, now can it?