I'm a big fan of family holiday movies. Watching the movies is another way of getting into the spirit and gives me the warm fuzzies in general.
I do not watch horror movies. I mean, I have but it is always, ALWAYS a mistake. B practically forbids it because he knows the result is paranoia, sleeping with the lights on and me buried half-way underneath his body the entire night. Go ahead and try to picture me (and the Peanut) trying to wedge myself underneath him with the covers pulled up to my neck. Sweating or not, the covers must stay up around my neck.
This post here is a perfect example of what happens when I decide to watch a horror movie. I laugh hysterically whenever I read it.
So this morning I plan on watching my annual movies of Hocus Pocus, It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown! and B will surely watch Young Frankenstein.
We don't have any plans for tonight but I'd like to think I'll be in labor :)
No sign of the Peanut yet but I'll keep tweeting updates!
I love Charlie Brown!!!!!! :-)
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