: About Me

My Christmas Crack It was 1981. The scene opened with America's Favorite Bike-riding Frog pedaling down a country lane as I sat on the floor in my blanket sleeper, my eyes glued to the screen. Once was all it took. I was forever hooked. I'm talking about the movie I MUST watch every December (and throughout the year whenever the mood strikes me). It takes me back to days when the word Christmas held more magic than you could shake an enormous candy cane at and (as far as I knew) everything was right with the world. I know that some readers, fans themselves, will have already figured out wh...