I did hang my stocking and put out my stuffed Santa Claus from The Nightmare Before Christmas this year, but that will be the extent of my decorating.
I usually wander the neighborhood every year to admire the Christmas lights, but I don’t think that’s happening in 2020 because of the pandemic. I’d rather just stay inside and hope the virus doesn’t come down my chimney with a gift I certainly do not want.
There is one thing I try to do every Christmas, however, and it’s the perfect tradition for an introverted movie nerd.
I love to watch Love Actually during the week leading up to Christmas.
I don’t own a copy of the flick, but AMC usually airs it at some point during the Holiday Season, so I scour the TV listings until I find it. Then I record it on the DVR for when I’m ready to watch it.
The flick was on this morning, so it is now nestled safely on my DVR. I was going to wait a little while to watch it, but suddenly, I’m in the mood.
I’m not sure which of the subplots is my favorite, but I think I’m partial to Hugh Grant’s story.
I do admire the way his Prime Minister stands up to Billy Bob Thornton’s Trump-like President, and I always get the feels when he sings a Christmas Carol for those kids when he’s going door to door looking for his true love.
Sure, from time to time I miss all the trappings of a traditional Christmas, but for at least one night, I’m pretty content with curling up on the couch and watching a movie that always leaves me hopeful about love and the Holidays.
Once I get my fill of Love Actually, I feel a little more in the Christmas Spirit.
And if that doesn’t work, I can always break out the big gun of Christmas movies…