That's what Bilbo said to Gollum, and that's what I find myself saying now. Instead of using three precious hours to even start wrapping holiday gifts, I used it instead to go to the movies with Brian. I spent three hours forgetting my work and the news I've watched for the past 8 days. There isn't enough brain bleach in the world to make the things I've dealt with, seen, read and heard go completely away, but three hours was good. So was the movie.
If you're a purist and find yourself disappointed when the script doesn't match the book, you may be a bit let down, but I wasn't. I've read these books many times over the years, including The Silmarillion and the index in the back of The Return of the King. I think parts of both of these were pulled into this tale and it built another story onto the back of The Hobbit. For those who've never read Tolkien's work, the Lord of the Rings movies will likely make more sense once you've seen all of this series.
That's enough dawdling. I really must get my butt in gear. I haven't wrapped, I haven't cleaned and as of this moment, no flour has flown through the kitchen. What kind of Christmas would it be without homemade cookies?
I hope you're all doing better with time than me.