“Your contract requires two weeks’ notice. You can’t leave tonight,” Santa said. “I can, and I will,” Donner said. “It’s Christmas Eve. We need you here.” “My flight is booked.” “We don’t have an airport.” “Yeah, I booked myself. I’m done with this job. I’m done with you.” “How can you say that?” “As if you don’t know! I’ve stayed through some rotten curveballs. You promoted Rudolph over me, even though I have the most seniority. Fine, I can handle that. You cut out Christmas bonuses so you could afford to install that hot tub. The others complained, but I never said a word. I literally worked my tail off for you – my butt’s never going to look the same – and you’ve never once thanked me.”
Tag: Advent 2017
Christmas… as an Agnostic by Melanie Noell Bernard – Day 22 Advent 2017
Christmas… as an Agnostic by Melanie Noell Bernard Day 22 Advent 2017 Like many children, I was raised in my parents’ religion. For me, this meant going to a Presbyterian church once a week on Sunday (or trying. Sometimes life is a little busy.) But I was expected to get up earlier than I wanted, … Continue reading Christmas… as an Agnostic by Melanie Noell Bernard – Day 22 Advent 2017
Kitty Treats by Sarah and Choppy – Day 19 Advent 2017
Kitty Treats by Sarah and Choppy Day 19 Advent 2017 You can find more Choppy (and her kitty friend, Schooner) at http://travelswithchoppy.com!
The Truck Stop by Trent P. McDonald – Day 18 Advent 2017
I slowly turned the dial with my right hand, keeping my left on the wheel. Nothing but static, the dial was as barren as the empty highway in front of me. The only music I had, came from the engine and tires of my old ’67 Ford, which hummed along as it had all day. My mind was numb from that hum and my vision was getting a bit blurry. It was a quarter past three in the afternoon, yet it was already beginning to get dark. The cola I’d picked up at that last gas station was making me uncomfortable. I thought back over the day and my food intake. A couple of bags of chips and a few candy bars. An awful truck stop coffee in the morning and that soda I had finished a half an hour earlier.
Footprints in the snow by Tess M Garfield – Day 17 Advent 2017, 3rd Sunday of Advent
Footprints in the snow Silence falls over a sleeping town as the icy breeze stills snow starts coming down
Christmas Time Comes with Hot Chocolate – Day 16 Advent 2017
Christmas Time Comes with Hot Chocolate Day 16 Advent 2017 “Do you have any money for us Miss?” It must have been the 10th time on her way home from work that someone was actively asking her for money. Like the other times that evening in mid-December she shook her head, said “sorry” and tried … Continue reading Christmas Time Comes with Hot Chocolate – Day 16 Advent 2017
Merry Christmas to You by Tara Paray – Day 15 Advent 2017
Merry Christmas to You by Tara Paray Day 15 Advent 2017 Merry Christmas to You by Tara Paray If it seems rushed and hectic, If you have to do this or that and you’re not having fun, If you have to spend a certain amount of money or risk looking bad/cheap/Scrooge-like, You’re doing it … Continue reading Merry Christmas to You by Tara Paray – Day 15 Advent 2017
Of Memories Of Christmas Past by Beaton – Day 14 Advent 2017
Christmas is the one holiday I look forward to all year round. I see some shops have started advertising Christmas Specials, so it’s not too early to talk about the festive season……… You know it’s almost Christmas when you walk into a shop and they are playing carols and of course a Santa Claus Station where you get your photo taken, sitting on s red suited guy’s lap. This is mostly kids’ stuff. I don’t think have had my photo taken with Father Christmas since I was in kindergarten. It used to be such a big deal and you would get a gift box too, I don’t remember if our parents paid for it, if they did they never said and we never thanked them for it.
Sankta Lucia by Annika Perry – Day 13 Advent 2017
HAPPY LUCIA TODAY in Sweden nearly every home, school, hospital, factory, workplace, church, hotel and restaurant is celebrating LUCIA. Lucia is the Bringer of Light and is celebrated on what, in the old almanac, was the darkest day of the year. The day is one of light, hope and love. The tradition has its roots in St. Lucia of Syracuse who died as a martyr in AD304.
Midwinter by Holly Geely – Day 12 Advent 2017
‘Tis early on midwinter’s day And Nature is in all her glory Never was a day more perfect Not in any rhyme, or story.