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We were flipping through Netflix movies and hit upon the holiday/Christmas section. I glimpsed the description of one and made my husband flip back to it. It's a Christmas movie about a guy who gets drunk, dresses up in a gorilla suit, goes on a rampage, and is mistaken for Bigfoot.

As is so often the case.

The movie "Pottersville" is about this guy, Maynard Grieggs, who runs his family's general store that's been in business for a million years. He lives and works in the eponymous small town of "Pottersville." The local mill closed recently enough that people are feeling the pinch... the ones who remained, anyway. Establishing shots show cute houses with for-sale signs in the front yards. A lot of cute houses with for-sale signs in the front yards. And the cute little downtown area? Mostly empty retail space for rent.

Maynard is a nice guy that seems to actually literally be a nice guy, a kind and good natured guy who cares about others. He extends credit to his neighbors... a lot of credit. It's a Christmas (not really) movie so it's light on a lot of stuff including "realism" so I'm absolutely willing to not ask how he, like, is making enough money to live on and sustain his business. Speaking of business, it kind of reminds me of the store part of a Cracker Barrel, with slightly more groceries. There's food, sure, but there's also clothing and gifts and things. It's absolutely a holdover from 100 years ago and possibly the only reason he has most of the customers he has is because of the credit he extends. You can't possibly be able to get most of the groceries you need from his store. Or does he sell mostly toys and things? It's unclear! And ultimately it doesn't matter, really.

Acting on advice from Ian Shane, a wizened hunter and moonshiner, Maynard heads home early to surprise his wife.

She, ah, winds up surprising him.

With the news that she's a furry, having a furry romp with his best friend (the sheriff). They both stress it's not sexual, it's just about costumes, and they're part of a larger furry local furry club. His wife, Connie, stresses that she's bored and needs to live life more. And it sounds like she's right. She and Maynard don't know each other that well, or at least not well enough for him to know about this big aspect of her life. And all he does is work. It's unclear what SHE does... does she work? Is she a stay at home spouse? Does she have hobbies other than dressing up as a bunny rabbit? Again, Christmas (not really) movie so I really don't expect any kind of depth to her.

This absolutely wrecks him, as you can imagine, and he gets wasted on Ian Shane's moonshine. Back at his store he fumbles his way into a ghillie shoot and a gorilla mask and goes running through the town/woods. He's just fucking around, drunkenly, but locals see him... a lot of locals... and assume it's a Bigfoot.

Word gets around.

And this Bigfoot sighting attracts a LOT of attention, including tourists which bring business to the dying town... and including a guy who hosts a monster-hunter "reality" show.

Faced with this chance to bring the town back, to create jobs, Maynard keeps going out in the suit.

Hijinks ensue.

I've mentioned that it's not really a Christmas movie because it really isn't. It's a winter movie, sure. There's snow. It's cold. Something that reveals a lot about Maynard's personality is in the first few minutes of the movie - he shovels his store's sidewalk nice and clear... and then shovels the sidewalk inside of the empty storefronts. There's a Christmas tree lighting and people talk about money being extra tight because of "the holiday." And later on there's some limp discussion of "holiday spirit" and blah blah blah. But it feels absolutely unnecessary. You can cut the references out entirely and it'd be the same movie.

It's pretty lighthearted and equally predictable but with a healthy layer of WEIRD threaded through it that saves it.
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We visited Nesko’s parents last night, Baba and Djedo, which Niko always loves. It was a chill, pleasant evening but (as usual) we didn’t get home until very late. Niko was super excited about Santa, of course, and he helped Nesko hang the stockings (with care) and he selected cookies for Santa and carried them carefully (with both hands!) to the fireplace. It took him awhile before he found the very best spot to leave them, but Santa found them with no problem and had a lovely nosh.

We ordered a copy of “The Night Before Christmas” which arrived, fittingly, on Christmas Eve. Nesko read it to Niko (and I read it again today before nap time) and Santa came while Niko snoozed. He brought 2 Rudolph coloring books, an alphabet work book with wipe-off pages, a pack of dry erase markers for the alphabet book (convenient! thoughtful!), warm slippers, a batman hat and mittens, a big plastic Diplodocus, some glow in the dark bracelets which were a big hit last year, and 3 freight cars with removable freight (cable spools, bricks, wooden crates) that his magnet crane can pick up and move around. Also candy, nuts, etc. Niko got a little over whelmed by all the loot and everything was “what I always wanted!!”

We’re going to open presents on Bozic on January 7th. We’re planning on getting him some CTA brownline trains, some more wooden track and some bridge supports, and a copy of the book “the Polar Express” since he is currently IN LOVE WITH the movie and will start talking about it at a moment’s notice. Or even without any notice at all. I kind of really dislike the movie, and not for the reasons everyone else does. I don’t care so much about the uncanny valley aspect of it. They tried something new, they pushed some boundaries, it is what it is. No, it’s a nightmarish and horrifying movie complete with verbal abuse, abandonment, danger, terrifying threatening hobos, and evil clown dolls. I guess one could say it harkens back to Christmases of yore and scary stories around the fire, but frankly it gives me the heebie jeebies.

Nesko worked early yesterday and late today, so we got to spend Christmas Even and Morning together, which was nice and cozy. We had a leisurely morning with sweet rolls and coffee and wide eyed Niko delight and it snowed for even more delight and fun, and now Niko is asleep. I predict some leisurely train games this evening, dinner, and an early bed time since he’s been up pretty late pretty regularly lately. All in all it’s been a pleasant Christmas.

How have things been for you?

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Now that Thanksgiving is over, the Christmas Season can officially begin.

Ugh.

Because Niko is only 3 1/2, we don’t really have any solid Christmas traditions for him yet. Everything’s still kind of up in the air. Especially since my Christmas traditions and Nesko’s Christmas traditions are so vastly different in many respects (mine involved no tree until very close to Christmas day, taking it down on the 26th, and lots of Mass; his involves very little religion and an entirely different date). We know from past experience that putting a tree up soon after Thanksgiving and leaving it up until Orthodox Christmas triggers a lot of mental distress in me. So we’ve talked about doing non-tree decorating and then putting the actual tree up later.

Our current plan involves cleaning and prepping the house but not doing any decorating until after Nesko’s Slava, which is St Nikolas, on December 19. That weekend we can decorate and put the tree up and be all CHRISTMAS! YAY! and then leave everything up until the weekend after January 7th, which is Orthodox Christmas. We will probably do Christmas Stockings and one gift (or maybe gifts with my parents) in December, but save most of the unwrapping and celebration for January. Honestly, if I can spend the 25th sitting on my ass eating Pad Thai with glass noodles and watching shitty movies, I’ll be happy. Nesko has to work, of course, so we couldn’t really do anything big if we wanted to.

Speaking of stockings and Santa, I think one family tradition we’re going to establish is that Santa only brings small things, things that will fit in a stocking. I grew up with a kind of unhealthy Christmas gift-giving situation, and I really want to keep the emphasis of Christmas off of gifts and onto stuff like family togetherness blah blah blah. Among his stocking gifts this year will be a bunch of tumbled semi-precious stones because he’s still really into rocks and pretty things. I don’t know if he’s quite up to one of those open-it-yourself geode kits, especially as he managed to destroy one geode I gave him.

How do you handle Christmas, if you celebrate it? How do you blend differing family traditions? Does Santa visit your house? How do you manage Santa gifts?

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We hosted Christmas Dinner this year, the first time we’ve REALLY hosted a holiday meal. We’ve participated in pot luck in the past (including one year I made a turkey and it was the best tasting turkey IN THE ENTIRE WORLD and I’d never made a turkey before), and one year we half-assed it to the point of not bothering to check to see how long a spiral sliced ham needed to cook and wound up pan frying slices of ham for everyone’s dinner.

This year we made lasagna, cauliflower gratin, mashed potatoes, peas, 2 kinds of rolls, and a spiral sliced ham (well, the ham only needed to be heated up; it was already cooked). All of this, except for the ham, was made from scratch.

There was also cheese and crackers, pumpkin-cranberry muffins, and 4 types of cookies, as well as sugared almonds and spiced mixed nuts. The muffins, cookies, and nuts were also made from scratch.

This was a lot of cooking. I have a 9 month old who needs to be within touching distance of me at all times. I did a lot of prep cooking while he napped or was in bed.

Whew!

Nesko has never personally had to work to host a holiday meal. In the past, we either went to my parents’ or else his family hosted, which is to say that he sat around and drank and talked while Teh Wimmens busted their asses cleaning and cooking. Which meant that Nesko kept fluttering around the kitchen on Christmas early afternoon waving his hands and exclaiming that Christmas “was ruined.”

It was hilarious. And of course nothing was ruined.

The ham and lasagna went in then came out and were covered in foil to stay warm, and the cauliflower and potatoes went in. The peas were microwaved. The rolls were cooked the day before (but I should have heated them up in the oven but I was afraid they’d dry out or something).

Oh! There was also devilled eggs and fudge that didn’t set right (and I need to make a cake so I can melt that fudge down and turn it into frosting).

Next Christmas we are going to make appetizers, cookies, and pie. And if people want actual food we can have sandwiches or something. But people were very interested in the appetizers and were kind of full when the main meal came out. Sure, we could just skip appetizers, but they are MUCH easier to throw together than a meal is.

When we finally have a million billion dollars, we’re going to remodel our kitchen and put in two ovens to make life easier.

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Hey, Chicago People:
Is there any interest in meeting up in December to do a cookie exchange? I’ll host.
Let me know.

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