Isn't that a nice sentiment? Merry and bright days. Yes, that's just what I want for Christmas.
We've been listening to the Christmas song radio station in the car these days (when we aren't working each other up into tizzies about right or left turns, that is). And we heard Bing Crosby's classic on the way home from ballet this evening. I am SO in the mood to see this movie, I can't stand it.
I place the blame squarely upon LB's shoulders, who had the nerve to post the Snow song from the movie on her blog recently. And then followed it up with The Best Things Happen While You're Dancing, too. Sigh.
The reason I haven't seen it yet this year is because I don't have it on DVD, and got rid of the VHS tape a long time ago. I'm hoping to download it from iTunes tonight and watch it lots of times before Christmas. White Christmas was one of our family traditions growing up, one of the two movies we'd watch every Thanksgiving. I can still quote large chunks of dialogue at will; and I suspect my sister can as well (she wore the dress and I stayed home!). Who could forget the scene with Bing Crosby and Rosemary Clooney discussing liverwurst sandwiches?
I can't wait to show it to the kids--Morgan will love the singing and dancing and Ryan will love the Army guys. Something for everyone. Yay!
In other Christmas song matters, my poor daughter doesn't understand that the peopleguys at the radio station decide which songs come next. She keeps asking me, "Is Rudolph next?" and getting mad when I tell her that I don't really know, and then gets sad when some other song comes on instead of Rudolph. :o( No fair! She doesn't get how television programming works either.
Also, am I the only person in the world who, upon hearing the Carol of the Bells, gets a sudden urge to read Edgar Allan Poe's "The Bells?" I thought so.