Thank You...

...Abc Family.

For reminding me how big a nerd I am.

I mean what is it with the cheesy, admittedly obvious plot-lines that suck me in every single year? I mean, sure, I know there isn't a real Santa Claus anymore, but does that stop me from spending a good portion of my Monday knitting(!) and watching a watered down "love" story of a young Santa, his missing reindeer, and the girl of his dreams?

The answer is an emphatic: no.

And the sad/silly/embarrassing part is that I like it. I like it a lot.

I mean, really. It is a made for TV movie. The cinematography isn't something to write home about either. But- I have watched this movie every single year since it came out. And none of those facts seem to sway my made-for-TV-movie choosing. I blame you, Tom Cavanaugh. You and your one-liner that gets me every single time.

And to add insult to injury, I pull into the driveway tonight as Delilah has deejayed me all the way home from yoga, only to sadly turn off my car as one of my favorite seasonal songs (and I seriously mean favorite...sigh) by Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers came on the radio.

So, I reluctantly lowered my head, went inside, and hummed the song to myself as I made some dinner.

Oh man. The things Christmas does to me.