I felt overstuffed and dull and disappointed, the way I always do the day after Christmas, as if whatever it was the pine boughs and the candles and the silver and gilt-ribboned presents and the birch-log fires and the Christmas turkey and the carols at the piano promised never came to pass.
Christmas shopping! I can do all my Christmas shopping here! I know March is a bit early, but why not be organized? And then when Christmas arrives I won't have to go near the horrible Christmas crowds.
I just love family meetings. Very cozy, with the Christmas garlands round the fireplace and a nice pot of tea and a detective from Scotland Yard ready to arrest you.
That's a subject as safe as being in favor of Christmas.
You spend Christmas at somebody's house, you worry about their operations, you give them hugs and kisses and flowers, you see them in their dressing gown...and then bang, that's it. Gone forever. And sooner or later there will be another mum, another Christmas, more varicose veins. They're all the same. Only the addresses, and the colors of the dressing gown, change.
But we're going to smile and pretend we're fine with the dorky birthmas gifts because people do not get that they can't mush a birthday into christmas.
And it's best if you know a good thing is going to happen, like an eclipse or getting a microscope for Christmas. And it's bad if you know a bad thing is going to happen, like having a filling or going to France. But I think it is worst if you don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing which is going to happen.
Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.
He pulled out the cloak and then his eyes fell on the flute Hagrid had given him for Christmas. He pocketed it to use on Fluffy -- he didn't feel much like singing.
Christmas doesn't come from a store, maybe Christmas perhaps means a little bit more....
Christmas is a poor excuse every 25th of December to pick a man's pockets.
Come in, -- come in! and know me better, man! I am the Ghost of Christmas Present. Look upon me! You have never seen the like of me before!
She was in the downstairs bathroom sneaking bites from the macaroons my father's firm always sent us for Christmas. She ate them greedily they were like suns bursting open in her mouth.
I'm in Miracle on 34th Street. If you've seen the film, that's me. I believe in Father Christmas.
It shows the expected recovery in the Christmas season in liquid crystals. But the outlook is a little disappointing.
We were 4-4 after the Christmas Tournament and we closed out 12-2. It was a good end of the year, we really started to put things together.
The Night Before Christmas.
Well I looked in my moms closet and saw what I was getting for Christmas, an ultravibe pleasure 2000.
The signal we are looking for is very, very weak, about 1 watt of power -- or like looking for a Christmas tree light on Mars,
It was just nasty. They certainly feasted on us. If they weren't full after Christmas dinner, they filled up on us.
This time of year is like the reverse of Christmas. You automatically assume the worst of everyone and everyone's intentions.
We weren't really able to put them (Yuba City) away. But I was impressed with them - they've come a long way since we saw them play in a Christmas tournament earlier this season.
We planned Christmas the way Sara planned Christmas.
Moving between the legs of tables and of chairs, rising or falling, grasping at kisses and toys, advancing boldly, sudden to take alarm, retreating to the corner of arm and knee, eager to be reassured, taking pleasure in the fragrant brilliance of the Christmas tree.
Corpse Bride ... The Nightmare Before Christmas.
Before Christmas I thought he was hitting a little bit of a wall, but after Christmas I thought he really started to understand things a little bit better and run things a little bit better. And his shot is getting a little bit better.
All day I've been watching TV and they were mentioning the Christmas Day game without mentioning they had a game tonight, or to watch the Nets. We're just trying to earn respect.
We are thrilled with these acquisitions. We own the holidays with our branded programming events, '13 Nights of Halloween' and '25 Days of Christmas,' and these two films are additions that fit perfectly.
It was Christmas, and on Christmas gentile Hungarians tend to stay home with their families. I'd say that 80 percent of the crowd was Jewish.