I'm of the age that's squarely between any age that appreciates Christmas specials and movies. Too old to be excited about watching Rudolph or Miracle on 34th Street. And far too young to be nostalgic for the feeling that one gets when watching It's a Wonderful Life as one gets older. Which, when thought about, saddens me a little bit. To be annoyed by the innundation of old movies, new movies, remakes, etc. Though I think TBS's 24 hours of A Christmas Story is a crime against humanity no matter how you slice it. It's just a bad movie. But it's Christmas. Or at least it will be by the time this thing is posted. I wish everyone a Merry Christmas. And if you are offended by me wishing you a Merry Christmas instead of a Happy Holidays (as John Scalzi put it, let's look at the etymology. Holiday = holy + day. Move on.) or Season's Greetings, you're missing the point. And I won't much care, really. I'm going to have a most excellent day tomorrow, eating too much, spending time with a rather large (and extended) family that is close and loving. So fie on you Scrooges and Grinches.
And God bless us, everyone.