On Dasher, On Dancer, Eff NO On Prancer!

The year before Home Alone came out I went to go see another Christmas movie. It was just after my birthday and I was seven years old. I remember that I had stolen my sisters copy of the Interview With A Vampire, which I am pretty sure my mom wouldnt be too impressed if she knew I was reading it.

And I brought the book to the theatre with us. It was at Guildford, do you remember the old cinemas there? When you went in through the back?
Anyways My dad took me to see Prancer for my birthday.


Do you remember this movie? I think I wanted to see something else too but my dad wanted to see this....
and halfway through the movie I got a super bad stomache ache so I went to the bathroom (with the book) and emptied the tank (so to speak) I returned to watch the heart warming movie about Prancer the reindeer and the family who takes him in when he is injured.
I left the book in the bathroom stall at the theatre and never told my sister about it.


And I have never watched the movie Prancer since.
Things I have learned from this experiance.
1. Don't bring a book to the theatre you wont need it
2. Try not to eat too much food when you go to see a movie, shit cramps suck.
3. Don't steal books from your sister just in case you leave them in a bathroom stall
4. Try your best to watch your children they shouldnt be reading Interview with a Vampire when they are 7, I think this why I am warped.
5. nothing says Merry Christmas like a blog that shares personal embarassing moments.
xo

Fuller, Go easy on the Pepsi

Home Alone is my all time favourite Christmas movie.

I love it almost as much as I love Donairs. Could there be a more perfect food? Sometimes, I'll have a really good Donair and I can't stop thinking about it. Like this morning, for example. I woke up this morning thinking about the last donair I had. It was from "Best Donair" in Surrey. It was amazing. I even brought home a menu and spent days just looking at it, reading all of my Donair options. Sometimes I feel the need for a cigarette after a good Donair, and I don't even smoke.

What was I talking about?
Oh yeah. Home alone.
I remember actually seeing it in theatres when I was 9. At the time, I didn't realize just how much gold was in that movie.
Kevin's brother was the epitome of jerky older brothers. Everyone had one, perhaps not as extremely douchey as Buzz, but most older siblings possess at least one or two of his charming attributes.
Every time I see a cheese pizza, I picture Buzz stuffing the entire thing in his mouth.
Every time I see an unflattering picture of myself (or anyone else for that matter) I think "Buzz, your girlfriend, WOOF!"
Every time someone wants to share a room with me I always think "I wouldn't let you sleep in my room if you were growing on my ass."

It never ends.
If I try hard enough, I think I could make a reference from "Home Alone" to suit every situation.

Good.