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Reindeer Games #FunnyFriday December 2015

Today’s post is this month’s Funny Friday, a regular feature published on the last Friday of every month. Funny Friday is a collaborative project. Each month one of the participants submits a picture, then we all write 5 captions or thoughts inspired by that month’s picture. Links to the other bloggers’ posts are below, click on them and see what they’ve come up with. I hope we bring a smile to your face as you start your weekend. Here’s today’s picture. It was submitted by Follow me home ( 1. Guess what day it is!! What?! No, not Hump Day. Do I look like I have humps to you?!? 
2. What are you looking at?! Nothing to see here. Move along. 
3. Yo, Buddy! Take a picture it will last longer!!  *driver takes picture* You'll thank me later. Next time, bring some apples or something.  4. *fives minutes later and the staring contest still continues*
5. Awww man. Just got my admission response letter. Santa still hasn't accepted me into Reindeer School. …

Tis the Season For Poetry #HolidayPoetry

I do not know exactly what it is, but I do love this time of year. I know that part of it is Christmas. Not the materialistic side of Christmas, but the true meaning of Christmas. The birth of Jesus and the great amount of love God as for us, side of Christmas. 

I have never had any major Christmas celebrations. I have never really had any traditions. As a child, I never even believed in Santa Claus. Yet, somehow Christmas has always been special to me. I love the stories behind Christmas and the music. Yes, I love Christmas carols. My favorite one is The Little Drummer Boy. I also love to decorate. I love Christmas trees and lights and snowmen (though I hate actual snow and snowmen) and Christmas villages. So much to love about this time of year.

I also love giving gifts. I wish I were super rich, so I could give away much better gifts, much more frequently. I am not sure I could ever truly stay rich for long. I think I would give it all away. There are so many people in need, and I wo…

Making Me #UseYourWords December 2015

Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked four to six words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That is the challenge, here is a fun twist; no one who is participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

My words are: fledgling ~ littered ~ candlestick ~ abandoned ~ living dead They were submitted by: Thank you for such awesome words! :) 

We met when I was a fledgling.
New and untamed.
Lonely and abandoned, 
garbage littered on the roadside.
You guided me through the darkness,
like a candlestick in a lighthouse tower.
I left the company of the living dead,
and became fully alive.
Aware of myself. 
Aware of life's possibilities.
You awaked my soul.
You infused my being with the spark of life.
You walked with me.
You helped me mature…

It's Better To Give #SecretSubjectSwap December 2015

Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week 15 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

My “Secret Subject” is: What is the absolute worst gift you've ever been given? It was submitted by: (Thank you for such a great subject!!!!)

This is such a horrible subject for me. The subject itself is AWESOME, and I wish I could ask all my fellow bloggers to answer it. I have a feeling that we would get some amazing laughs. The truth is that I really do not get a lot of gifts, and I am so grateful for every single one I get, that I cannot think of a single bad one. I have a horrible habit of placing sentimental value on things, especially gifts. So, yeah, I don't think I have ever been given a gift that I did not love. 
So, I did a lot of thinking. I even consulted Chad, and he said I should say dirty diaper…