Henry Did It!

My Granddaughter Jemma was really happy because someone ( nope, wasn’t me ) sent Jemma her very own Elf on a Shelf.

She named him Henry.

Henry settled in and did what Elves do. He started to create mischief the minute everyone went to sleep.

You might have an Elf on the Shelf, you might have giant inflatable Grinch on your lawn and Santa and his Reindeer lit up with festive lights on your roof.

However.

I have a Krampus on my tree and as I pondered on naughty old Henry I thought I’d make a Christmas wish- and wouldn’t you know it?

Photo A.M. Moscoso

It came true!

The take away from this little Christmas adventure is this.

If your Lola  (Lola is the Filipino word for grandmother) has shelves full of gargoyles in her living room and Krampus has a place of honor in her home during the holidays

and you are bedeviled by an Elf on The Shelf,  its a safe bet

that little devilish little Elf  is going to spend a lot of  the Christmas season looking over his shoulder.

Photo A.M. Moscoso

Merry Christmas and while I’m at it- Happy Halloween.

My Christmas Writing Challenge 2022

I was watching a Holiday Baking competition over the weekend  and one of the challenges caught my eye because I thought the themes would make a great prompts. 

I’m posting it now because I want to post my responses starting at the end of November and into December, so I’ll have lots of time to work on them.

There are four themes/prompts  listed below and I think they would make four great stories – as I’ve mentioned HERE before, my family is big on telling ghost stories over the Christmas holidays so that’s the direction I’ll go with these prompts.

Where would you take them?  Will you write stories, poems? Create a photo essay? If you take up the challenge post your links in the comment section I’d love to read them.

Anita Marie

Gothic Christmas

Antique Christmas

Roaring 20’s Christmas

Masquerade Christmas

Christmas Time Writing Prompts

I always get stuck trying to figure out what to write about over the Christmas Holidays- I mean I can spin stories about ghosts and such, but sometimes I would like to branch out a bit, so here are some ideas I will probably  work with and I encourage you to do the same- plus there’s a neat ambiance video at the end to help get you in the mood if you decide to tackle these along with me.

I don’t know about you, but sometimes I write my responses to prompts ahead of time, bank them and then post date them for later publishing. That’s what I’ll probably use these for.

anita marie

Your favorite Christmas movies to binge

Your best Christmas memories from childhood

What makes the perfect Christmas?

If you could celebrate Christmas anywhere in the world where would it be?

How do Christmases in this day and age compare to old Christmases?

What’s your Christmas traditions?

What Christmas party games do you play every year?

Last-minute gift ideas

Write your own letter to Santa

Do you have a creepy Christmas story? If so share it

Do you have sentimental Christmas decorations? If so why are they so special to you?

It wouldn’t be Christmas without…..

Your favorite Christmas books

Do you have a Christmas eve box? If so what’s in it?

whats your elf on the shelf ideas?

Make your own advent calendar

How to celebrate Christmas if you’re an introvert

How do you handle anxiety during Christmas?

Photo Journal your entire Christmas day

How to deal with toxic family members over Christmas

Your Christmas eve tradition

Self-care ideas for December

Share your goals and resolutions for the year ahead

Share your new years eve traditions

How do you celebrate new years eve? do you party? or do you like quiet nights in?

Did you achieve your new year’s resolutions you set yourself for this past year?

What do you want to let go of this year?

What’s the best thing you’ve purchased this year?

Pick a word that perfectly sums up the year we’ve just had and write about it

Travel plans for the year ahead

11 Days and Counting

*12 Days of Christmas Memories and Adventures

One the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me-

When I was 12 years old my parents probably gave me the coolest present you could give a kid on the verge of turning 13.

They gave me a stereo for Christmas- not only did they give me a really neat stereo, they also gave me about 6 albums which were big at the time- Dreamboat Annie by Heart, Boston’s first album, Frampton Comes Alive, The Runaways first album and Arrival by Abba and Fly Like An Eagle by Steve Miller.

I had asked for a couple but the rest were surprises, I mean they were cool.  Coming from my Dad was a big fan of The Kingston Trio, I was surprised that he knew who Boston and Steve Miller were.  Later I found out that my Dad had asked some of the kitchen staff at the restaurant he was working at for some ideas for records that were popular and that’s how I ended up with the Frampton, Heart and Steve Miller album.

So what was it like to open these fabulous dream gifts on Christmas morning?

I gave an Oscar winning performance. I went out of my mind with joy over  that cool stereo and those records under our tree. My parents scored big that year in my book.

But like I said- it was an Oscar winning performance because my little brother had found the key to the room where my Dad was stashing our presents and he peeked into each and every gift.

Then when we were watching TV about a week before Christmas he told me and our little sister what our ‘big presents’ were.

I was thrilled. I couldn’t believe I was getting such neat gifts. Then it dawned on me that my brother had spoiled Christmas so I got up from the couch and I threw a punch at him- but that little sucker was fast so he turned away and I caught him on his shoulder blade.

I got into trouble for punching my brother- and what made it worse was that I had hit him in the back.

When my Mom asked why I hit my brother I said something like, he was a jerk or I felt like hitting him ‘ that’s why’ and I got grounded right then and there over Christmas vacation.

I remember my brother laughing at me when I got sent to my room and to make it worse he laughed at me on Christmas morning too when I started to open my new records.

So when he went outside to ride his new bike, I stole all of his Christmas candy and dumped it in the toilet.

The sad ending for me was that after my Dad went to use the toilet and saw that candy I was restricted  for a week longer, but who cares?

I spent it in my room with my new record player  and  a pile of gifts that my little toad of  brother couldn’t peek at because my Dad had hid them- wait for it, in my brother’s room on the top shelf of his closet that he never used because it was to tall for him to reach.

If I’ve said it once here I’ve said it a million times.

My family wasn’t perfect but damn, we sure were entertaining.