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My three favorite all time Christmas movies

Wow, This season is just whizzing by. (what a great word, whizzing.) This season has been a little rough so I have been turning to the comfort of my bed, peppermint hot chocolate, or peppermint mocha's and holiday movies. I have just about had my fill of Hallmark movies (I have been a bit desperate, and november christmas is actually pretty good.) So I have turned to Netflix to send me my favorites.

Favorite number one:
A Christmas Story.
If you haven't seen this one, you are missing out on life. I love the movie, and now my oldest loves it. It is not Christmas until you see this movie.

Favorite number two:
The Santa Clause
Not sure what it is about it, but it pulls me in every time I watch it and I always feel good after watching it. It is a great curl up in bed movie.

Favorite number three:
Fred Claus
Don't knock it till you see it. It actually took me a bit to see it cause I was thinking it would be another stupid Christmas movie. I happened to catch it in July during a Christmas in July thing and instantly fell in love. The music is great, and the whole story line is wonderful. I especially love the ending when silent night starts playing. Don't want to give it away if you haven't seen it, and if you haven't seen it, see it, you won't be disappointed. A bit depressed last night and I watched this, It made the blues go away.

Check them out, and let me know what your favorites are, I am always looking to add to the list. (and by the way, anything with Sam Elliot in it is a favorite also...prancer)

Merry Christmas and happy movie watching.

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