Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.
Last week I dove into the word the Force.
Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the words:
As in, holiday traditions.
Christmas will be here in T minus 1 sleeps, 1 hours, 16 minutes & 22 seconds. At least that is the countdown according to Santa’s Official Counter.
In preparation there has been much to do to ready for the festivities. Including baking and shopping, and of course finding Ziggy, the resident Elf on the Shelf.
Last night Ziggy was dropped on the kitchen floor. He was accidentally tipped out of a cup that little hands carried him in and, of course, upon his crash onto the ground, Uncle Justin was right there to pick Ziggy up.
What we out-of-town visitors didn’t know (as we were not given the official set of Ziggy rules yet) sent one little girl into a minor holiday melt down.
Ziggy was TOUCHED!
There was great fear for a few f*ing minutes about whether Ziggy would survive.
How would he fly back to Santa?
Did he lose his magic?
Is Christmas lost?
Thankfully, Ziggy returned this morning with powers untouched. He did however hide himself away in a little ceramic gingerbread house where nobody could touch him.
All appears to be well and on track for Christmas morning.
Let the festivities continue as planned.
Hear the snow crunch
See the kids bunch
This is Santa’s big scene
And above all this bustle
Silver bells, silver bells
It’s Christmas time in the city
Ring-a-ling, hear them sing
Soon it will be Christmas day