One of my goals for the Christmas vacation---ie: the ten days in December I spent at my parents' house in San Diego, eating cheese just as quickly as my mother could buy it---was to teach myself iMovie.
Goals! On vacation! I know! What is the world coming to? But man cannot live by back issues of Us Weekly alone, turns out, even when those back issues of Us Weekly are substituted with HGTV marathons and late morning lie-ins, and so eventually, when slothfulness had lost its charm, I decided to tackle my Christmas vacation goal and make iMovie my bitch.