I am writing a Sunday evening blog rather than a Sunday morning blog – really turning my world upside down over here.
HO HO HO!
Just because it’s that time of year, and I’ve been filling my time with Christmas movies. You know, the ones that have sparked many online articles asking: “Are women okay?” To which I say, what’s wrong with falling in love with a snowman that came to life?
Even my mom has joined the chorus of judgment. I was watching one of my annual go-to’s, Christmas Inheritance, when she glanced up from her iPad about halfway through and said:
“This guy sucks.”
“MOM, YOU’RE RUINING MY MOVIE!”
But, as the movie went on, I had to admit… she had a point. This guy does kind of suck. Why do I subject myself to this every year?
As much as these movies are a cute holiday tradition (and a running joke), they do continue to showcase some deeply questionable relationship dynamics. Being sick all week has given me plenty of time to binge these movies and fill my head with nonsense. So here are a few of my festive, slightly fevered thoughts:
Why is the woman always the problem?
She’s either “damaged” or a workaholic who needs to be knocked off her high-powered pedestal—usually by some guy in flannel who spends his days chopping wood or managing a reindeer farm.
To which I say: YOU OWN A REINDEER FARM, SIR.
What exactly qualifies you to judge her life choices?
You met 6 days ago.
Why is this fine? In the span of less than a week, these characters fall in love, resolve a lifetime of issues, and get engaged. Let’s fast forward six years and check in. How’s that romance holding up now?
Instead of “Christmas Miracle at Mistletoe Manor,” give me “Marriage Counseling at the North Pole.” Where you work on telling your families that you met when a magical snow globe trapped you in an elevator.
Until then, I’ll be here, questioning my life choices and watching another workaholic learn the true meaning of Christmas from a man who makes artisanal candy canes. Pass the hot cocoa.
Have a great week!
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