White Christmas anyone?

I like to be witty. Often times when I try to be witty it proves to be difficult. This is exactly what happened when I arrived at the step of the blog creating process where you have to choose a title. This is a very important step because your title is the label for your entire collection of entries and you want it to be fitting and profoundly silly. Well thats what i wanted it to be. The problem here is that in my desire for cool obscurity I realized that no one will recognize the title's reference except for a few select people. Actually possibly just one person and thats because she suggested it. So basically in my pursuit of originality and creativity I just sold out. But thats what friends are for right? Stealing. Thats what I always say. But honestly, despite the obscurity of my title I like it and I think that it applies to my (what I will try to make) thoughtful and silly entries. So eat that haters.
Now that I have gone on about the cleverness of my blog title, I feel that it is my duty to educate all who are ignorant. I love old movies. I especially love old Christmas movies and what better way to celebrate such a fabulous holiday or more commonly a bed-ridden illness than the timeless classic White Christmas. This will always be a personal favorite of mine. There is just the right mix of unrealistic flamboyance, catchy tunes, dancer-induced eating disorders, and a wholesome script that makes it impossible not to adore. But I digress.
There is a scene towards the middle-endish of the movie where Betty Haynes(Rosemary Clooney, who doesn't have a love/hate relationship with her in this movie) is cajoled (good word right?) by her sister Judy Haynes (Vera-Ellen, the unfortunate anorexic dancer who later in life died from the disease) to get some warm milk to help her fall asleep. So tricky Judy has a secret plan with Phil Davis (Danny Kaye) to get Betty and his showbiz partner Bob Wallace (Bing Crosby, now who names their child Bing?) to fall in love. So Betty goes to the kitchen and just happens to bump into Bob. Betty says something like "Now I heard something about liverwurst and buttermilk". Bob and Betty being the smart cookies they are catch on to their sneaky friends but of course go along with it. Now what a better time to break into song than at this point (yeah i couldn't think of one either). Bob, the wiser, more experienced man that he is decides to suggest some ways for Betty to get her beauty rest. This is where the famous song "Count your blessings" comes in. The point of this detailed explanation is that hopefully this blog will serve as my "liverwurst and buttermilk", my motivation for expression. In other words at the end of the day when I have all of these worries, ideas, frustrations, stories and interests I can organize them and hopefully better understand them. Just like that old "mother hen" Betty I will be able to find some clarity of thought and rest once I can express what is really important to me.