Hallmark Channel

They say your body changes when you turn 40.  Mine didn't; it waited until I was 42 (the first time, but that's another story) to start to change.  Besides my eyesight getting worse a bit too quickly, the biggest change has been my sudden desire for, GASP!, chick flicks!  I've always hated them, except maybe if they were primarily funny (ala "27 Dresses").  Then I didn't mind them.  But cheesy, icky, romancey stuff? No. Way. Ever.

Until one day we had a free preview of the Hallmark Channel.  I'd never watched it before, and I'm not sure how I happened upon it this one day, but there it was, on my TV.  I got caught up in this cheesy movie, and the whole time I was watching it, I kept saying to myself, "I wrote this--this is exactly like the story I wrote!"  It turns out, I write cheesy romance stories.  I find it embarrassing, and I'm not a romantic person, so I never let anyone read my stories.  But there one was, nearly the same, on the TV.  So I kept watching.  And movie after movie the stories reminded me of stories that I'd written or planned to write.  And suddenly, just like that, I realized that I liked cheesy chick flicks.  I'm so ashamed.  

Just this week I was asking my Hero-Hubby (more about him some other time) if he knew if we'd be getting a preview of the HC any time soon.  And guess what? We did!  I don't know when it started, but it's on now :)  I figured it would be, with the Christmas season upon us (it's 12/7/12 as I write this).  I just watched a very girly movie called Eve's Christmas.  That is one I wouldn't have written, but I did enjoy it.  The horror!