Don't look up
I kicked off a festive weekend Friday at happy hour at the Harp & Fiddle. I chatted people up about who they'd like to kiss under the mistletoe. Here are my top three picks:
1. Christian Bale
2. Chris Brown
3. Jon Hamm
OK, so it just happens that all three of these dashing lads were at top of their game in 2008. I can't help it that I'm shallow selective. Check out some of the hilarious responses other people gave me Thursday in FlipSide. Share your list here.
I then bounced over to my friend's apartment where I busted out my inner Emeril and went to town making some stuffing. (Bam!) Next time, I'm wearing wrist guards and keeping a straw handy in case I get thirsty.
It's hammer time
On Saturday, the stuffing was put into turkeys (Charles Martel and Heathcliff II) and cooked. Then, people ate it. Afterward, I sipped wine from a plastic cup, watched parts of "Anchorman" and had my mind blown as a Rubik's Cube was solved in a matter of minutes. I was also able to catch up with my BFF who came out to visit and indulge in various pumpkin desserts.
Sunday, I awoke from my tryptophan-induced coma still full of food and holiday cheer. Luckily, "White Christmas" was playing at the Strand. I got to my seat in time to hear the Wulitzer Organ. It's not the holidays without Bing Crosby's blue eyes. Maybe I should add him to my mistletoe list...
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