If anyone can tell me of anything more magical than eating holiday leftovers, I will give them a whole pecan pie. For the first time in years I made a roast beef and it was SPLENDTASTIC. The SSLP found a turkey gravy recipe (for the midday feast that I was graciously invited to and gratefully indulged in) that I modified to suit beef gravy, and it was FOOLPROOF. Plus the usual suspects - dressing, green bean casserole, and mashed taters. The little voice in my head made her homemade cranberry sauce which is her traditional dish. Only a couple of items went awry, and being stuffed with stuffing, I was okay with it (my butterscotch pie didn't set, and the homemade whipped cream needed re-whipping at every serving).

Now it's time for the onslaught of my favorite Christmas movies. Aside from the classics - A Christmas Story, White Christmas, and It's A Wonderful Life (hawt love story there), I like the following:

The Ref
Die Hard
Love Actually
Just Friends
Gremlins
Elf

Etc. Etc.

I have had my Thanksgiving holiday fixation marathons, though, as well as my leftover marathons. First it was Gone With the Wind, which I always watch if I'm cooking alone on a holiday before the guests arrive. Then it was "How I Met Your Mother." Should be called How I Fell In Love With Neil Patrick Harris Again and Again and Again. We already courted in Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle (licking the upholstery!), and then I accepted his advances in "Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog," but now...he's ready to pop the question, and I've got my left hand ring finger all greased up for the diamond. Not only is he tremendously hilarious and talented (the voice on that one!), but he's got a hawt hawt fit-ass body which shocked the hell out of me (slender men always fool me - you never know what you're gonna find underneath those clothes). Helloooo, Nurse.

Yes, I know he's gay. I also know that even gay men want to be parents sometimes. I am here for him. Our gene pools could diverge quite nicely, and I have all these eggs just wasting away.