Tammi has tagged me with the 5 Christmas Movies Meme, with the expectation that I will have a surprise or two up my sleeve no less ... but I don't think have any surprises left on this one.

ELF is the only Christmas movie I can remember watching in the last 5 years. That has to say something for it. It means you just have to laugh... "Hello, this is Buddy the Elf, what's your favorite color?"

But, you see, I usually change the channel with Christmas movies come on TV. I'm not much of a Christmas kind of gal ... there's not another season that leaves me more disappointed and depressed. At some point, I end up off in a corner somewhere crying, every year.

I love doing things for others, buying them gifts and making them cookies, making other people feel valued and loved ... but I do that whenever I can, not just Christmas. The exchange of wish lists and poorly thought out gifts that do not reflect any real relationship between the giver and the receiver leaves me cold inside. It cheapens the idea of gift giving as a whole, it means no one really knows a thing about each other ... and the whole season has become nothing but that empty trade ...

I'm not upset over the commercialization of Christmas because people have to choose to participate in commercial activities. If people want Christmas to be religious and/or spiritual, they will experience it that way in their own personal way. That is the nature of faith, personal choices, experiences, and relationships ... ones that no one could ever take away from your heart where you live them the most deeply.

I grow increasingly frustrated by the multitude of people who talk the talk of acting in the spirit of Christmas and are so proud that they have been nice to others during the month of December. Where were you the rest of the year? Are you really proud of yourself for dropping a couple of nickels in the Salvation Army bucket when you've ignored every other charity all year long? Are you really proud of yourself for smiling at the person in the next car over a couple of extra times when the rest of the year you'll probably cut that person off four times that amount? The mass of hypocrites and fair weather good Samaritans is enough to make me skip Christmas all together.

And then there are my personal Christmas experiences... lets just say my family is full of those hypocrites - the ones that get on your case for the way you are behaving, that tell you to live in the spirit of Christmas, and then go behave worse than they do the rest of the year. Christmas has always meant fighting. It has always meant a lot of alone time, abandonment, and a lack of love. As an adult, it grew to mean egregious betrayal was in the works. Those that I love and trust are the most hateful at Christmas.

Every year I try to start fresh, to love the season, to be cheery, to spread joy and happiness ... but it never seems to work ...

I'm just not much of a Christmas kind of gal

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What Your Underwear Says About You

You like to think of yourself as innocent, even though you're not! You're a closet exhibitionist who gets a thrill from being secretly naughty.

Anyone that needed to check my panties to know this... well, let's just say they're dense enough they'd learn how to drown on dry land...

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Since I got hit by this meme a second time (this time from Sissy), I guess I'll answer it again. I figure I'm weird enough I've got another five floating around here somewhere...

1. I shop for bath products whenever I am feeling sad or stressed, but I don't really like to take baths. I'm a big shower kind of girl...

2. I keep my hair really long and refuse to cut it short(er) because I think I look stupid with short hair...but I almost always wear my hair up...

3. I can't leave the house without seeing how my butt looks in the mirror, while I'm dancing... even if I'm going to work...

4. I memorize cheesey movies from years ago that no one else would ever admit to watching, let alone memorizing. For example, Hackers or The Cutting Edge

5. I have a habit of walking like I'm going to beat someone's ass... through the airport, going home from work, shopping at the grocery store... just about anywhere I am walking to a specific end point. (Maybe this is why I always have to ask dudes out and they rarely do the asking?)

Now this means I get to hit five MORE people...MUHAHAHA!
Zonker
Ted
Shoe
Amelie
Redneck

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Matty Blackfive has tagged me with the Meme "5 Weird Habits" so... here goes... ya'll asked for it...

1. I wear a pair of hefty black boots to work everyday...rain or shine... every day. People are always looking at me like I'm prepping for the coming invasion. You never know when you'll need to engage in a little office combat...

2. I use chopsticks for every possible task I can think of. In fact, I have probably just as many pair of chopsticks as I do forks. Some I use in my hair, others are for eating, and others are for cooking. I knew I was weird when my Chinese friend came over for holiday dinner at my house and tilted her head crooked while she watched me cook. I was scrambling eggs in a rice bowl for a Thanksgiving/Christmas dinner, with chopsticks... and even the Chinese immigrant looked at me funny... Fine, it's weird.

3. All the women will hate me for this one... I have a habit of training myself into disliking foods that I know I shouldn't be eating. I can't manage to train myself out of chocolate but I did manage to effectively wipe pizza and lasagna off the menu. They still taste good, but I have to make myself want to eat them now.

4. In keeping with the food theme... I've grossed a lot of people out with this one. The Scandinavian crowd will be with me on this one though... I think. I like to eat pancakes with a thin layer of sour cream on them. And if you put a thin layer of blackberry jam on top of that... MMMmmm, boy is it yummy! You get sweet and savory, hot and cold... Damn, now I'm hungry...

5. I'm a dancing fool. Not the kind that has all kinds of impressive moves... the kind that does it all the time (so long as no one is looking). I rock out at my desk while writing papers blogging. I listen to country and I can't help but line dance in my head, even in the shower. I'm constantly singing and dancing in the mirror when I'm having a good day... on a really geeky day I even bring out the cowboy hat and rock out like I'm on a stage... (oh god, did I just admit that?)

And just as a bonus weird habit, how about a non-habit?
... I don't drive ... period. Weird, huh?

So, since I have to tag five other people... I choose
Eric
RSM
The Maximum Leader
Dawn
Buckethead

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