It’s time for our Sunday morning chat. On Sundays, I ramble about what’s been going on, whatthe rest of the familyand I have been reading and watching, andwhat I’ve been writing. Some weeks I share what I am listening to. Feel free to link your posts about
I am starting this post on Christmas night, cuddled up under a blanket with a heating pad because we chose not to light our fire since we were going to be gone most of the day, visiting my parents for Christmas. We have another heat source but it’s hard to get the house warm on cold nights like this with just the baseboard heat. It’s 18 degrees tonight and tomorrow (Friday) we are set to get a few inches of snow as well as ice. We are definitely lighting our fire tomorrow.
The Husband is off work for the next couple of weeks, and Little Miss is off school as well.
We don’t have any grand plans, other than going to see a light display at a golf course near us.
On Monday, The Husband took our new cat Cass up to an animal clinic about 45 minutes north to be neutered in the morning. The kids and I headed up in the afternoon to pick Cass up but the trip took longer since we had to run to the Wal-Mart near there to pick up a gift for my dad and some grocery items at the pickup area in the parking lot.
The wait to get those items turned out to be a lot longer than we had anticipated because of how busy it was since it was three days before Christmas. My son was driving and it was very nerve-racking for him (a new driver) to be driving in a packed parking lot while people walked to their cars, without even paying attention to the cars trying to get through the parking lot and back onto the street.
There were cars everywhere in this town, which is much bigger than where we live now and by the time we reached the road that would lead us to where we could pick up Cass, The Boy and I were both a bit on edge. I took over the driving to the animal clinic when we stopped to grab a couple slices of pizza but let The Boy drive again after we picked Cass up because it was getting dark and I can’t see as well in the dark as I once could.
We were given a cone to put on Cass’s head to keep him from licking or chewing at the stitches and it was while working to put that on him Monday night that I smelled something awful. Apparently, Cass was having some issues controlling his spraying because before I knew it, I smelled like cat urine.
It was on my clothes and somehow in my hair so I had to head up the stairs to take a shower and on my way up the stairs I mumbled, “Well I didn’t have getting cat pee in my hair on my bingo card for today.”
When we left the clinic, the woman at the front desk gave me a long list of guidelines for Cass. At the top of the list was to make sure he didn’t lick his wounds too much. Next, we were told to make sure he didn’t jump and leap around too much. Huh. Yeah right.
We have two archways (or whatever they are called) in our living room, high windows in our laundry room, and his food is on a counter, so the dog doesn’t eat it.
By the second day, he kept jumping on anything high to try to find a way out. On the third day he fell into a laundry basked under our laundry room window while trying to get to the window to see if it was a way for him to get out.
The day after Christmas, he climbed the glass doors in our living room — how, I have no idea.
Last night I found him in the other laundry room window and when I told him to get down he jumped about three feet, landing on top of the washer. I am beginning to think he’ll be safer when he can go outside and stalk birds or whatever he does out there.
Back to Sunday now and I am writing after Little Miss had a wildly fun sleepover with her friend, complete with sledding, cooking making, and general mayhem without devices other than the ring camera where they kept recording hilarious messages for me.
The friend is going home today as we try to beat another freezing rain winter storm coming in this afternoon.
It will continue into tomorrow and then there will be just rain.
This weekend has been very nice and cozy, though, and so much fun. It was fun to watch the girls have so much fun together. We still have another week with everyone off work/school, so there will hopefully be more of these fun moments.
Our Christmas was nice and quiet with my family visiting my elderly parents for the day.
I didn’t finish anything this past week but am reading My Beloved by Jan Karon and The Christmas Quilt by Jennifer Chiaverini. I might give up on The Christmas Quilt because it is more like being told the story instead of being immersed in the story.
My Beloved is not what I expected and while the story is a cute idea and there are sweet moments so far, it also seems oddly set up with individual very short chapters from the POV of different characters. I sort of wonder why Jan’s editors didn’t combine some of the chapters instead of making them separate chapters. I love Jan’s books and her writing, but this one simply isn’t clicking with me like most of her previous novels. I am withholding my final opinion until I have finished the book, though.
Coming up next week, I hope to read some more mystery books. I did not receive any new books for Christmas, which is okay because My Beloved was my birthday/Christmas gift and because I have sooo many books on my shelves already. I did receive a very nice journal/personal planner, though, that I am already starting to use.
Little Miss and I will be starting a new historical fiction book when our new year starts and I purchased fantasy books by Ted Dekker and his daughter for Christmas for her so I am hoping she will start one of those.
The Husband just finished a Cormac McCarthy book called Stella Maris.
I watched a few movies this past week, either with the kids or The Husband, including:
The Grinch Who Stole Christmas, The Thin Man, White Christmas, The Bishop’s Wife, The Benson Murder Case, Tenth Avenue Angel and part of It’s A Wonderful Life.
I also started Yankee Doodle Dandy with James Cagney for my Winter with Cagney movie event for the blog but had to stop it to go to bed. That movie is a lot longer than I realized. So far, I am enjoying it, even though it is a bit schmaltzy at times.
I also have to finish A Child’s Christmas in Wales today, which my brother recommended to me on Christmas Day. I got interrupted watching it and just remembered I haven’t finished it yet!
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Sleet was slamming against our windows and had been doing so for close to 90 minutes when I started writing this Friday night. It continued for another couple of hours until our driveway and streets were a thick layer of ice.
The first alert about a winter storm said we might receive up to eight inches of snow but then we were told we would get more ice than snow. It appears the report about the ice was right.
This unexpected storm scuttled our plans to go see a big Christmas light display Friday, so we stayed inside with the tree still lit, the fire burning in our woodstove, and an old movie on TV. Actually, we watched three old movies Friday — The Thin Man, Meet Me In St. Louis, and – uh-oh, a mystery one from the 1930s with William Powell that I don’t want to look the name up of now. I’ll do that for tomorrow’s Sunday Bookends post.
Today we are inside again as the leftover from the storm has made travel a little dicey or at least unpredictable. Little Miss has a friend over and they were looking forward to the light display but we feel safer hanging out at home. Luckily we still have a few more days to see the display.
We might say we are recovering from Christmas, but we really aren’t. Christmas wasn’t too big of a challenge since the kids, husband, and I simply headed over to my parents for pizza and wings on Christmas Eve and Christmas dinner on Christmas. We provided the pizza and wings and the dinner but none of it was too hard to make.
The Husband has more reason to be tired since he worked part of the week. Luckily, he is now off until January 5.
Earlier in the week, The Husband drove our new cat (Cass) to the vet to be neutered, and we went up in the afternoon to pick Cass up. It’s about a 45-minute drive to the clinic. Our son (The Boy) drove up and then we both became a bit overwhelmed with the Christmas traffic in the town we used to live in – which is much bigger than the town we now live in.
The worst was the Walmart parking lot, where we went to wait for a pickup order that included a new iPad for my dad.
I believe social media can be very evil, but Facebook has given my dad a way to connect with friends and family. His old iPad has been dying for a bit, so it was time for a new one for him.
He didn’t exactly act surprised when he opened it but he did act appreciative.
I’m sure he overheard Mom making the suggestion to me a couple of weeks ago. It’s funny because I had a similar idea about that being his gift this year.
My brother and his wife helped with it as well (a lot actually), it was my mom’s idea, and we drove to pick it up after I ordered it, so it was a joint gift.
Back to the cat — he is recovering well from his surgery, but has been desperate to get back outside. He cried and cried and yowled for the first couple of days, but then he got very quiet and kept lying on the floor looking sad as if he had given up hope of ever being let outside again. I decided to let him outside a bit today to cheer him up, and I think he was very happy at first — until he realized how horribly cold it was. He didn’t last long, but I think it was a relief to him to realize he had the freedom to come in and out again.
Now he’s back inside, curled up and happy to be in the warmth as he continues to heal.
When I let the cats out, I try my best not to worry about them being hit by the cars that sometimes fly by our house to take a shortcut to the local garden store.
Sometimes I would prefer to keep our cats inside all of the time, but they love to explore and hunt and mainly stay close to home. I have a feeling they won’t want to be outside much next week since we will have a stretch of days with temps that won’t even reach above 18!
Totally off the subject, but today I watched White Christmas by myself on my laptop and noticed things I don’t normally notice about the movie. For one, I never noticed how when Bing and Rosemary’s characters meet and start to argue, they keep inching closer to each other instead of farther away. The body language is so subtle yet makes it clear that the two feel a pull toward each other but are both stubborn and want to be right.
I noticed a lot more little details this time around that I don’t normally notice, maybe because I had the laptop so close.
I’ve been doing this a lot lately – watching movies on my laptop with a blanket and my heated rice pack. I pull the blanket up over my head and laptop and have a little heated comfort cocoon. The only days I don’t do it are when we have the fire roaring. Then it is too hot. I find this little cocoon very comforting and a chance to recharge mentally. Maybe I need to buy one of those heated igloos that restaurants use so people can sit outside on the patio in the winter. I could just sit in it while my family does whatever they do around me.
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas. Let me know in the comments how it went or if you received anything special as a gift.
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I have been recapping the old The Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries episodes from 1977 to 1979 and this week I am skipping ahead a bit to a Christmas one from season two entitled just “Will The Real Santa…?”
Yes, there are just dots there.
This is the second to last episode Pamela Sue Martin was in as Nancy before leaving the show due to the writers making her role smaller and smaller each episode. Her last episode was one I will write about later and creeped me out a bit —The Lady on Thursday at Ten.
After The Lady on Thursday at Ten, the show featured actress Janet Louis Stevenson as Nancy Drew for four more episodes. Then after Season 2 episode 21, Joe and Frank Hardy dominated all the episodes. In the next season, which was the shows’ last, it would even be rebranded as The Hardy Boys. It was canceled ten episodes into the season and replaced with The Osmond Family Hour.
This episode starts with a man with a white beard running to catch a train. He is pulled up into one of the cars with the help of another person and then we see two men running out of the darkness, guns pulled.
“This train will stop in River Heights,” the one man says. “We’ll get him there.”
The man with the white beard rides away in the train car and then we switch to Nancy decorating a tree with some woman. Her father, Carson Drew, is sitting on the couch.
Carson and Nancy call the woman George, but this is not the actress who played George before. The previous George had dark hair. This George is a blond.
The tree is huge and so 70s too, by the way. I don’t know how else to explain what I mean by it being “70s”. It just has a lot of red bulbs and popcorn strands on it and — it’s just has a 70s/80s look.
So, Nancy is up on a ladder that is perfectly capable of standing on its own because it is freestanding, but she asks George to hold it anyhow. Nancy is trying to place the tree topper on the top of the tree, when Carson asks George a question and she lets go of the ladder to show him an article in the newspaper. This happens about the same moment when the front door slowly opens, and we see a young man wearing a dark suit and with dark hair peering in.
His knock and him calling out “Mr. Drew?” wasn’t loud enough for them to hear him so he just walks in. It’s a good thing he does too, because at the same time he peeks in, Nancy starts flailing around like the ladder has been pulled out from under her (it hasn’t), yells “George!” and starts to fall.
In rushes our hero to catch Nancy before she falls and say the words, “I never had a girl fall that hard for me. Not at our first meeting anyhow.”
Har. Har. Cue my gag reflex.
Carson introduces the young man as Ned Nickerson. Color me confused.
The problem with this is that there was a Ned Nickerson in the first season and this is not him.
Ned was his dad’s legal assistant and close friends with Nancy but clearly in love with her. He was in several episodes in the first season and disappeared by season two.
Now we are supposed to pretend that whole season never happened and this is the real Ned Nickerson — some dude who works for the Boston DA.
This new Ned is played by Rick Springfield (…I kid you not! ) and I guess the first Ned never existed. So, it was like they were trying to reboot Ned’s origin story like Marvel keeps rebooting Spiderman’s origin story and DC keeps rebooting Superman’s origin story. Sadly, poor Rick never got to flush out his role as Ned because Pamela Sue Martin left the show after the next episode and Ned’s character was written out of the show.
Also…. I guess Ned was more interested in Nancy than Jesse’s Girl at this point. *Cymbal shot* Yes that was a bad joke.
[If you, like me, do not know a ton about Rick Springfield — he is a popstar from the 70s and 80s and has also acted. He also has either taken a youth elixir or had a lot of work done because at 76 he looks like he is 56.]
Okay, moving forward . . .
So, George is clearly enamored with Ned and is very excited when Carson introduces them. Then Carson says, “And I guess you’ve already met Nancy.”
Laughter all around and then Ned starts to mansplain to Nancy how to put a tree topper on.
“Beautiful tree but you’re putting the topper on wrong,” he says.
Ummmm…’kay….it’s just a topper. How is there a different way to put it up there?
Dude. Please.
So he puts it up there and says, “There. It’s how it should be.”
And Nancy shoots daggers at him with her eyes. Dashing? Maybe. Total arrogant jerk? Absolutely.
This is setting up the “enemies to lovers” trope that will continue throughout the episode.
Scene shift. Now there is a man dressed as Santa breaking into a house and stealing things while in the other room a white-haired man is on the phone asking Carson Drew, “Hey, cousin, where are you? The party is getting lit over here.”
He doesn’t actually say lit – I summarized for you. What he does say, in a sort of creepy old man way (and also sounding fairly drunk) is, “Ah, cousin, where are you all? The party’s flagging, especially without your beautiful daughter here to liven things up.”
Carson laughs and says they’re just getting ready to leave but wants to know if he can bring Ned along.
“Sure,” the unnamed cousin says. “The more people are here the more Christmassy I’m going to feel.”
Huh? Was that sarcasm or ….? I don’t know but it was weird.
So next scene we see the two men we saw at the train in a car. “I thought you said he’d get off in this town,” the one man says.
“We’ll find him and he’ll never see Christmas,” the other man says.
The man in question, white beard and all, shows up in the next scene but not near where the men are. He’s found a barn and he’s excited because he’s about to crash in the straw for a snooze.
Before he gets there, though, he looks over his shoulder and sees the burglar Santa climbing down some vines (that would not have supported his weight actually) from a second story window of the house. We aren’t sure whose house this is yet, but earlier scenes hinted to us that it is Carson Drew’s cousin’s house.
The white-bearded man shrugs and says, “Dejevu. Christmas Santas.”
He staggers to the barn, unspotted by the Santa who is still busy climbing down, goes inside and lays down in the straw to take a nap. He isn’t there long, though, before two rich kids are looking down at him and saying “Daddy doesn’t allow anyone in the barn.”
The man tells them they wouldn’t want to chase Santa away right before Christmas, would they?
Nooo. They wouldn’t want to do that.
But we scene switch again and the police are at Carson’s cousin’s house, and I don’t know how far away this guy lived but in the time that Carson was in the car to when he got there, the burglary has already been discovered and the police are investigating.
The cousin hands Nancy a card that thanks the man for his generosity and signs it as Santa.
“Not again,” Nancy says.
Ned asks if this has happened before and Carson explains it has happened four times in a week and a cheery card is left at the scene of every crime.
Ned has to get in on the action and says Nancy shouldn’t have been handed the note and Nancy shouldn’t have taken it because fingerprints could have been lifted.
Nancy, of course, has to tell the detective on scene that he’s making mistakes and didn’t notice a footprint covered in glass by the window, showing someone kicked their way into the room.
Ned says something like, “Oh yeah? How do you know?” and Nancy rattles off some nonsense about wet footprints still being there and glass being embedded in his shoes and blah, blah, blah. It actually didn’t make sense but it’s okay…it’s a fun show so will just go with it.
They all end up back at the Drew’s house where Ned acts like hot stuff and says he can call the DAs office and ask if anyone who is a known burglar has been let out recently or lives in the area. He doubts that it would be anyone local, which offends Nancy who says, “You don’t think this town is big enough to have thieves of their own? Some of the biggest thieves are in this town. I know. I’ve caught some of them.”
I don’t know that I’d want to brag about that, Nancy. It’s kind of like when my area became the Meth capital of the nation. It wasn’t a designation we really liked to tell people about.
Nancy says she’s going to go back to talk to the cousin’s wife and make sure she’s okay. It gives her a chance to get away from Ned who is just driving her bonkers.
Honestly, Ned is a huge jerk in the beginning of this episode, bossy and pushy and essentially acting like they have Nancy act in other episodes.
On the way over to the cousin’s, Nancy notices some lights are on at a house where the owners are supposed to be out of town. She wonders what is going on so she pulls over and, of course, finds the back door broken. We’ve been seeing scenes of someone dressed in a Santa costume stealing valuables and putting them in a big bag, so we know someone is in there.
She goes in and calls the police station, telling them to send the detective over because she’s Nancy Drew and she thinks a house is being broken into.
She makes her way around the house to see if someone is in the house, and is on her way back down the stairs when a man dressed in a Santa costume and wearing a scary mask (it creeped me out!) starts down behind her. A crazy chase scene ensues where the man throws is bag at her (by the way, when it hits the wall, it does not sound like it is full of valuables. Instead, it makes no noise and seems to be full of a pillow.)
Nancy runs into the living room with the man behind her and throws a chair through the patio doors to escape. The Santa is like, “Dude…no way…not dealing with her…She’s nuts” and books it out the back door with a flashlight and his bag.
He runs and finds the barn our “Santa” homeless man is in (so this must be in the same neighborhood as the cousin, which makes this burglar very bold and risky) and runs inside to hide the stolen goods behind some hay bails. He then leaves the barn, with the old white-bearded guy still sleeping in the straw.
When Nancy’s neighbor comes home (I don’t know who called him or how he knew to come home from being “out of town”) they talk to the police detective who says he’s going to get two dozen officers in the neighborhood to track the burglar down. It makes me wonder how much of a budget this little town has that they can afford that many police officers.
The neighbor invites Nancy in for tea (umm…what? Your house was just robbed and you’re inviting this young girl in for tea??) and then says he’s going to check around the house to make sure the guy didn’t try to hide there. Nancy makes her way to the kitchen and starts filling the kettle with water so I guess she’s been here before.
Suddenly, though, the two kids we saw in the barn earlier are in the kitchen with a huge jar of cookies and a loaf of bread.
Okay, so pause here. Nancy tells us viewers, that the family was out of town when she said, “I thought the Garbers were out of town,” when she drove by their house, but the kids were in the house? Alone?? Are these kids siblings of Kevin McAllister? Why didn’t they wake up when the burglar broke in and tried to kill Nancy?
So, I don’t get that part at all, but the kids let it slip that they are taking food to Santa in the barn.
Nancy wants to know if this Santa is the burglar Santa, so she follows them to the barn and meets the man who has been hiding there.
He’s just wearing a gray pair of pants and a gray jacket and looks tired but otherwise fine. The kids give him his food and then leave, which leaves Nancy to grill him about the burglaries. He has no idea what she’s talking about.
“You didn’t catch me the first time,” she says. “Now you have another chance.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t think we’ve ever met,” he says.
After some more conversation, he says he did see someone dressed as Santa climbing from a window of a house, but he thought it was a father having fun with his children.
He tells her his name is Griffin.
The police rush in though and start questioning the man, asking him where he’s come from. An officer finds the stashed jewels and other valuables and the man is arrested but says he can’t be arrested because the next night is Christmas Eve and he will be busy.
“You can’t do this to the children!” he says as he is dragged away.
Nancy watches them take the man away and sees a car pull out to follow the police car, as if they were waiting for Griffin to leave.
Back at home later, Carson is woken up by a phone call but no one is there. He tries to go back to sleep but Nancy runs in and says she can’t leave Santa Claus in jail over night, which puzzles Carson who says he actually just had a dream about the man she met. When he tells her the phone call woke him, but no one was there, there is a quick clip slid in of Griffin in jail, so I guess we are supposed to get the idea that this man really is Santa and he has powers to make phone calls or hear conversations or…is omniscient like God? I’m really not sure what we are supposed to be getting here.
All I know is that Carson and Nancy rush down to the jail and post bail for the man which I think is amazing since it is 3 a.m. and most jails wouldn’t let anyone in at that time of the day. When the scene first starts we see the outside of the jail and hear a voice say, “Alright, I’ll release the old man into his custody when he gets down here.”
The officer unlocks the cell door and Griffin says, “Ah, I’ve been expecting you.”
Carson is confused by this, but they move on and offer Griffin a place to stay at their house after asking him some questions.
He tells them that he arrived in their town the night before but will only say that the train brought him — also every time he answers a question music with a little bell plays to suggest he is magical or …whatever.
As they are all leaving, Griffin sees those men waiting in a car outside and while Nancy and Carson are talking, he disappears.
They can’t find him but in the morning, there is a newspaper article saying that Carson Drew is defending Santa Claus. Griffin had told the press that he was Santa, but Carson had no idea when he gave them that information.
Nancy and Ned get into an argument when Ned says this guy is clearly running from something, maybe a crime. Nancy says she has feeling and instinct that he’s a good guy. Ned just laughs at her “hunches.”
Nancy declares she’s going to prove Griffin innocent even if she has to prove he is Santa Claus. Ned scoffs at this as she stomps out of the office.
Next, we have Nancy looking at some fabric she found at the scene of the first crime under a magnifying glass.
She doesn’t see anything that will help her, so she and George start to list what the burglaries have in common. Nancy then tells George to get her a list of all the people who have worked in the homes of the people who were robbed.
Pause here.
First, what is she doing bossing George around? Second, how in the world is George supposed to get that info when she is not a police officer?
George, however, has no doubts. She isn’t the George from season one who was timid and worried all the time. (I mean she’s entirely a different actress even). She’s bold and says she will do it.
In the following scene one of the two men who are after Griffin is talking to another man on a phone.
The man is in a nice office, wearing a suit and tie and says he wants the old man caught and killed because he witnessed “the exchange.” I don’t know what that exchange was but he witnessed it so he orders the man to find him and take him out.
Then he says, “I don’t want a witness to an exchange of $5 million for drugs to be alive.”
Scene switch again and we are in a department store where kids are waiting in line to talk to a Santa who is clearly drunk.
The two children Griffin met in the barn see him and tell the store owners he’s the real Santa. All the kids run to Griffin, and the store owners ask him if he will be their Santa at that night’s Christmas Eve party. He says he can’t because he has a big job to do that night. The store owner thinks it is a joke and hires him.
Meanwhile, Nancy has her list of employees and sees a man named Pierre Cortez, who is the gardener for everyone that was burglarized on the list.
She wants to get his prints so she can prove it was him, but George suggests she call the police first. She refuses because she doesn’t want Ned to think she’s an amateur.
She instead heads back to the barn where Griffin had been staying to find more clues and catches this Pierre man looking for his bag of stuff. There is a standoff, and he threatens to kill her, but luckily, Ned bursts in and tackles the man because George told him what Nancy was going to do.
Somehow, he was also able to call the police in that short amount of time, and they burst in and take the man into custody.
Nancy then rewards Ned with a big kiss, which startles him (and me too, quite frankly) but he thoroughly enjoys. Apparently, they are no longer enemies. He asks what the kiss was for, and she says it was because he saved her life and he quips he will have to do that again sometime.
Now Griffin is off the hook, but Nancy still has to figure out who is following him and why.
Griffin is going to be in a Christmas parade that night so the men who are after him decide they’ll shoot him, Nancy, and Carson to get them all out of the way in case Griffin told Nancy and Carson what they saw.
Before the parade, Griffin overhears Nancy tell Carson that there was a doll she saw in a store in Amsterdam that she wishes she could have purchased as a child. This will come into play later.
Flashing forward a bit, because this recap is getting way too long, we get to the parade and the snipers are ready to shoot Griffin, but he does some voodoo magic where he can see them through his mind and as Carson and Nancy are talking, Griffin disappears.
The men don’t know where he’s gone, but they shoot at Carson and Nancy anyhow and somehow completely miss them.
The police look for where the shots came from and run to the roof and find the two men unconscious, with their guns beside them, and handcuffed together.
Everyone is bewildered until Nancy sees hoofprints and sleigh marks in the snow. It’s at this point that Pamela Sue Martin lets out the weirdest giggle and smile, which makes me wonder if she was on something at the time of filming. I guess it was supposed to show how excited she was at the idea of Griffin being the real Santa, but it flat out scared me.
At the end of the episode, everyone is opening gifts, even Ned who should have gone home by now. There is one gift that no one saw before. It’s addressed to Nancy, from Griffin and inside is the doll she’d always wanted from Amsterdam. The doll, by the way, is some really small, weird looking doll in underwear. It is not what I expected at all.
Pamela does the weird smile again — and again I am frightened. She looks somewhat deranged. I’m sorry! But she does!
Also, she was sporting some really long, crazy nails for this one. I couldn’t figure out how she could get anything done with them!
Up next I’ll be recapping Pamela’s last episode where she has some more weird expressions but not as creepy as her smiles in the Christmas episode.
The main character of the iconic Christmas movie It’s A Wonderful Life, could have been named George Pratt instead of George Bailey.
That’s if scriptwriters had kept the original name of the main character in the novella that was used as the inspiration for the 1946 classic.
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Most people in the United States know It’s A Wonderful Life only as a movie that airs at least once every December on NBC. Less known is that the movie is based on a novella that author Philip Van Dorne Stern couldn’t get a publisher to pick up, so he finally sent it out as Christmas cards to family and friends.
The novella (a novella is shorter than a novel but longer than a short story) was called The Greatest Gift and was first discovered by RKO Pictures, but later made its way to director Frank Capra. Capra bought the rights from RKO and expanded it to create the movie, which was once ranked the 20th most popular American movie of all time by the American Film Institute.
Stern published more than that novella, though. A graduate of Rutgers University, Stern was a writer and editor of more than 60 fiction and nonfiction books, including The Life and Writings of Abraham Lincoln, published in 1939.
According to Rutgers, The New York Times described his 1942 novel, Drums of Morning, as ”the long overdue fictional answer to Gone with the Wind.”
It was his small novella, though, that would become the basis for stage plays, radio plays, and the movie.
A few weekends ago, my husband participated in a radio play version of It’s A Wonderful Life.
A radio play is a play within a play, in case you are wondering. More about that in a minute.
At the end of the play, the director let everyone in attendance know that Stern was actually born in the little town the play was being held in — Wyalusing, Pa. (population 670).
As far as anyone knows, Stern didn’t live very long in Wyalusing, but he was born there, as evidenced by most information you can find about him online, including the Rutgers website, which states: “Stern was born in Wyalusing, Pennsylvania, but grew up in New Jersey and lived in Newark while studying at Rutgers. After living most of his adult life in New York, he retired to Florida in the 1970s. He died in 1984 in Sarasota, Florida, shortly before his 84th birthday.”
According to another article on Rutgers, Stern, who graduated from the college in 1924, was shaving one morning in the winter of 1938, when he couldn’t shake the idea of a story about a man who rejects suicide and embraces life after a mysterious stranger allows him to see how the world would have been if he had never been born.
At that time, Stern was an author and publishing executive who had also worked as a typographer. He struggled to get the idea down on paper and it took another five years before he felt comfortable sharing the first draft with his agent.
He and his agent shopped it around to magazines to no avail, so Stern sent it to 200 people as a Christmas card.
“One evening [several months later], just as I arrived home, I heard the telephone ringing,” Stern said in a 1946 New York Herald Tribune article. “It was Western Union calling to read me a telegram from Hollywood, announcing that the story had been sold for $10,000.”
Now back to that radio play for a bit.
The radio play is sort of a story within a story because the actors (there are only about six of them) are playing radio personalities from the 1940s who are putting on a play.
This means that we are seeing them as if they are in the radio station building lone, performing the play with large microphones in front of them, with the tools for sound effects around them and all of them holding scripts to read from.
Imagine that scene in Annie when Oliver Warbucks takes her to the radio station to share about how she’s looking for her parents.
That’s what the play was like. Because the cast is small, some have to play more than one part, sometimes as many as three.
My husband played four roles with his main three being Freddie Filmore (the actor on the radio show), Mr. Potter and Uncle Billy.
There is also a woman in charge of the sound effects and she did an amazing job.
The idea with a radio show is that you can close your eyes while watching the play and still be able to know what is going on.
At the end of the first showing, my husband had a blind man tell him that the show came alive for him because he didn’t have to see what was going on, he could hear it all. He felt like he was apart of it all, which he probably doesn’t usually feel when he attends other plays.
Something interesting I read in the Rutger’s article was that Stern’s story was first sold to RKO pictures who was planning to have Cary Grant as the lead. I’m so glad Capra later got the rights and chose Jimmy Stewart as George. It was Jimmy’s first movie after returning from war and serving in the military. It was a stepping stone back into the acting world for a man who hadn’t been sure he could pull off acting again after all he’d gone through in the war.
The war affected him so immensely that when he sat to film the scene in the bar where George asks God to help him, he broke down, thoughts of the hopeless in the world forefront on his mind. Capra had planned a wide shot for that scene so when Jimmy broke down he had the camera man kept rolling and had to “zoom in” on the negative of the film during editing, which is why, if you look closely, that part of the movie is slightly out of focus.
Jimmy actually wrote about this unscripted moment in Guidepost Magazine in 1987.
“In this scene, at the lowest point in George Bailey’s life, Frank Capra was shooting a long shot of me slumped in despair.
In agony I raise my eyes and, following the script, plead, “God… God…dear Father in heaven, I’m not a praying man, but if you’re up there and you can hear me, show me the way. I’m at the end of my rope. Show me the way, God…”
As I said those words, I felt the loneliness, the hopelessness of people who had nowhere to turn, and my eyes filled with tears. I broke down sobbing. This was not planned at all, but the power of that prayer, the realization that our Father in heaven is there to help the hopeless, had reduced me to tears.
Frank, who loved spontaneity in his films, was ecstatic. He wanted a close-up of me saying that prayer, but was sensitive enough to know that my breaking down was real and that repeating it in another take was unlikely. But Frank got his close-up.
The following week, he worked long hours in the film laboratory, repeatedly enlarging the frames so that eventually it would appear as a close-up on the screen. I believe nothing like this had ever been done before. It involved thousands of enlargements with extra time and money. But he felt it was worth it.”
In his 1971 autobiography, The Name above the Title, Capra wrote of Stern’s novella, “It was the story I had been looking for all my life! Small town. A man, a good man, ambitious. But so busy helping others, life seems to pass him by … Through the eyes of a guardian angel he sees the world as it would have been had he never been born. Wow! What an idea. The kind of an idea that when I get old and sick and scared and ready to die—they’ll still say, ‘He made The Greatest Gift.’ ”
The title was later changed to It’s A Wonderful Life, of course.
“Using Stern’s story as a starting point,” The Library of Congress blog reads. “Three teams of scriptwriters hired by RKO wrote three different film scripts, but none quite worked for the studio. In 1945, RKO sold the film rights to the story, along with the three scripts, for $10,000 to Frank Capra’s newly-formed film production company, Liberty Films. Capra hired husband-and-wife screenwriters Albert Hackett and Frances Goodrich to create a completely new script, which used some bits from the existing scripts, but also created a back-story with extra characters, filled in details, and made some minor story changes.”
After Stern had a contract for film rights, by the way, the magazines Reader’s Scope and Good Housekeeping both agreed to publish the story and then book publisher David McKay agreed as well.
According to the Library of Congress blog, “Good Housekeeping published a slightly longer and darker version with the title “The Man Who Was Never Born” using the pseudonym Peter Storme. The text of the story as it appeared in the original pamphlet was reproduced exactly in the McKay book and in magazines and anthologies that published the story in the following decades.”
It’s A Wonderful Life was not a big hit in 1946. So how did it become such a Christmas classic? It slipped into the public domain when the owner of it National Telefilm Associates, failed to renew the film’s copyright. This was great news for TV stations and home-video companies because they didn’t have to pay royalties, so they began to show the movie on television and make copies available on video for rental and sale.
In 1993, though, Republic Pictures bought out National Telefilm Association through a court action and had the copyright restored. The next year, they signed a long-term agreement with NBC to air It’s A Wonderful Life a few times a year, especially in December.
One of the things I like most about the story behind the making of It’s A Wonderful Life is how it started as something so small and innocent, a story idea that wouldn’t let Philip Van Doren Stern go and one he didn’t let go.
I don’t think he could have ever imagined what an impact that little idea, that short novella, would have on so many people. How it would inspire people to recognize how precious and important each individual life is.
More info and sources:
It’s A Wonderful Life: Rare Photos from the Set of a Holiday Classic
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I can’t believe that Christmas is this week. This month went so fast! This year went so fast for that matter.
Tomorrow we will have to take a trip almost an hour north to pick our cat up from being neutered. The Husband is taking him there in the morning and we will be picking him up in the afternoon. Otherwise we will be mostly laying low this week until Thursday when we will visit my parents for Christmas.
I still feel like there was so much more I wanted to do to celebrate Christmas before we got here, but, as usual, we are behind. One thing I do regret is that we never got our nativity set up this year. We had such cold weather for about two weeks and The Husband, who is the one who usually puts it up for us, has been super busy at work. Those combining factors made finding the time difficult.
Maybe we can get an Easter display up instead this year.
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I finished Waiting for Christmas by Lynn Austin this past week. It was a cute and sweet Christmas novella.
I’m now reading My Beloved by Jan Karon and so far I am enjoying it even though it is bouncing back and forth between characters. I was so excited to get the book back from my mom who I let borrow it before I read it because I know how much she enjoys the Mitford books. She was afraid to read it anywhere other than her chair so it took her a month or more to finish it but I was fine with that. Now I can sit down in the days leading up to Christmas and savor it.
This is most likely the final Mitford book since Jan is 88 now so I will definitely savor it.
I am also reading an Elm Street Quilters book called The Christmas Quilt by Jennifer Chiaverini but only at night when I don’t want to hold my big hardcover of My Beloved up in the dark in bed.
Coming up I am looking forward to Miss Read Village Diary by Miss Read, which is an author Jan Karon actually said inspired her Mitford series.
The Husband is reading Showdown by Mike Lupica.
The Husband and I watched The Bishop’s Wife with Cary Grant and David Nivin last night.
Earlier in the week I watched a Christmas special from 1957 with Frank Sinatra and Bing Crosby.
I also enjoyed a new-to-me vlogger who shared suggestions of books that are written with each chapter representing a month of the year.
We also watched an episode of Murder, She Wrote, Car 54 Where Are You?, and Shakespeare & Hathaway.
This week I will be watching only Christmas movies. Maybe. We will see.
The kids and I tried a Hallmark Christmas movie last night and couldn’t make it through. We got about a half an hour in but only survived by making copious amounts of fun of it. Hopefully we will find something better this week.
I’ve been listening to Letters From Father Christmas by J.R.R. Tolkien off and on.
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This week I am watching Christmas movies — old and new. I need that escape and I think a lot of people in my blog circle and in the world need that too.
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Today’s prompt was: Books On My Winter 2025-2026 to-Read List. I have a lot more than this on my list but I picked out ten to list today.
Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien
2. The Secret of Chimneys by Agatha Christie
3. Miss Read VillageDiary by Miss Read
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4. My Beloved by Jan Karon
5. A Damsel in Distress by P.G. Wodehouse
6. Touch Not the Cat by Mary Stewart
7. ‘Tis Herself by Maureen O’Hara
8. The Case of the Velvet Claws by Erle Stanley Gardner
9. Murder She Wrote:Brandy and Bullets by Jessica Fletcher and Donald Bain
10. Peg and Rose Stir Up Trouble by Laurien Berenson
Have you read any of these books?
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A vlogger I watch recently suggested watching Meet Me In St. Louis as a Christmas movie, mainly because of the song Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas, which is sung toward the end of the movie.
I had never watched the movie because I’ve never felt like I was a big fan of Judy Garland, even though I haven’t seen her in much other than The Wizard of Oz.
I decided to give the movie a try a couple of weeks ago, though, and it turns out I don’t mind Judy as much as I thought and the movie does have a few Christmas-themed scenes (including a Christas Eve dance at the end), but it is much more than a Christmas movie.
The movie is funny, fun, warmhearted, and full of really sweet or fun songs. The dresses worn by the young women are gorgeous and it was shot in technicolor which makes all the beautiful dresses even more captivating.
The movie is a musical, which I didn’t know when I started it. I didn’t even know that this is where the song Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas came from. I also didn’t know this is where The Trolly Song (which I thought was just called Clang, Clang, Clang Goes the Trolly) came from. (That’s the song my husband always sings when he pretends he’s looped out from a knock on the head or when he is super tired. I’d say when he is drinking, but he doesn’t drink enough to get that drunk. I told him this movie is where the song he sings is from and he said he thought it was from The Simpsons. Ha! I think Homer does sing part of it in an episode.)
Yes, I have been living under a rock for my entire life.
If you’ve seen this movie you can skip over the next paragraph where I share what the movie is about.
The movie follows the Smith family, primarily Esther Smith (Judy) and her siblings as they grow up in St. Louis. The movie shows a year in the life of the family and there isn’t really a deep plot to the movie other than Judy trying to catch the eye of the college boy next door — John Pruitt — and her sister trying to get married. I don’t find the lack of a plot a detriment of the movie, by the way. The majority of the movie follows the different situations the youngest girls get themselves in, as well as the love life of Esther and her sister, and it is a fun journey.
The movie takes place in 1903.
The parents, grandfather, and housemaid are really all secondary characters but still very fun additions.
The youngest sisters, played by Margaret O’Brien (Tootie) and Joan Carroll (Agnes), are absolutely hilarious. The scenes with them are the funniest scenes in the movie. There is one that takes place on Halloween that is so insanely crazy I found myself gasping at the verbal “brutality” of these kids. (Written with a laugh, just to explain.)
If you’ve seen the movie, you know what I’m talking about. If you haven’t seen the movie, you’ll need to watch and find out.
In addition to Judy, the movie also stars Lucille Bremmer, Mary Astor, Leon Ames, and Harry Davenport.
The musical was released in 1944 and based on a series of short stories by Sally Benson.
Her stories story first appeared in the New Yorker magazine between June 21, 1941 and May 23, 1942. The twelve installments were published under at The Kensington Stories with Kensington referring to the fictional street address of the “Smiths’s” house.
Benson sold the rights to MGM in 1942 and was hired to work on the screenplay, which was ultimately written by Irving Brecher and Fred F. Finklehoffe with her help.
Benson published the stories as a novel of the same name with each chapter covering one month of the year the same year the movie came out.
According to AFI.com, Benson’s story was based on her own experiences growing up in St. Louis. “Tootie” was based on Benson, while “Esther” was inspired by her older sister.
The movie, incidentally, was directed by Vincent Morelli, who married Judy a year later. That marriage is a whole crazy story for another day.
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas was written by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane who originally wrote it to be about celebrating Christmas during wartime. At the request of Judy, though, the lyrics were tweaked and the mood of the song was uplifted a bit. Judy, who was supposed to be 17 in the movie, is singing the song to her younger (5-year-old sister) in the movie and didn’t feel it was appropriate to sing a sad song at Christmastime to a little girl.
Meet Me In St. Louis was the second-highest grossing film that year behind the Bing Crosby movie Going My Way (the prequel to The Bells of St. Mary).
According to TCM.com, Meet Me in St. Louis received a very large amount of awards in 1944 and beyond. Here are some of those:
It was nominated for four Academy Awards including Best Cinematography, Best Original Song (for “The Trolley Song”), Best Musical Score and Best Writing, Screenplay.
In 1989 it won an ASCAP Award for the song “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” which they named the Most Performed Feature Film Standard.
The National Board of Review named it one of the top ten films of 1944.
In 1945 the Library of Congress selected it as one of 7 films to be the first inclusions in the library’s film collection.
In 2005 the American Film Institute ranked it the 10th Greatest Movie Musical of All Time.
In 2004 the American Film Institute ranked “The Trolley Song” from it as the 26th Greatest Movie Song of All Time.
In 2005 Time Magazine named it as one of the Top 100 All-Time Movies.
An interesting story I read while researching this movie was that Margaret O’Brien’s juvenile Oscar was stolen by a former maid of her family’s. The Academy gave her a replacement Oscar, but she still hoped to one day have her original Oscar returned to her. She used to search flea markets and collector auctions for it.
The story is a bit long, but the Oscar was eventually found and returned to her during a special ceremony held by the Academy.
At the time she said, “For all those people who have lost or misplaced something that was dear to them, as I have, never give up the dream of searching—never let go of the hope that you’ll find it because after all these many years, at last, my Oscar has been returned to me.”
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