Obviously I’ve Descended From the Bloodline of Christmas Elves

As I impatiently wait for Netflix to send me what I expect will be the ultimate holiday movie—The Gingerdead Man—I watched another holiday movie: Elf.

Here’s what I learned:

  • Gum on the street is not free candy.
  • Santa is a jerk. Why doesn’t he just give Buddy a ride home? Instead he has to travel by iceberg from the North Pole to New York.
  • Don’t talk to or hug strangers. Especially raccoons. They will cut you.
  • Elves only need 40 minutes of sleep a night. (Note to self: Hire an elf-nanny once the baby is born.)
  • The breakfast of champions elf style consists of Pop-Tarts, spaghetti, and maple syrup.

Hmmm…Pop-Tarts…I think I’m part elf.

Favorite Comment From Last Post: “I would never be able to leave PopTarts on my bedside table. Oliver would eat the whole box. And get his head stuck in the box.”—Kitten Thunder’s Girl

Merry Christmas!

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I'm about to have my first child...who I promised to Rumpelstiltskin. Shhhhhh.... Hopefully he won't find out. View all posts by thoughtsappear

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