Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Monday, December 11, 2017

December Challenge: Day 11 -- It's Very Punny Today!

It's been a day...a week...okay, months! Personal stuff, family stuff, has been a downer, very tiresome, and oh so much work! The holidays will perk me up, even though I've left just about everything, except the shopping, to do at the last minute! (You should see the bedroom where boxes and boxes of packages are stored. Come to think of it, no. No, you don't want to see. I don't want to see. *shudder*) 

So, this is why I thought it would be nice to tell a few jokes, bring some levity to my humdrum mood and to everyone else's. And I'm a sucker for puns. I love puns! I hope you feel the same. Otherwise, you may want to walk away from this post right now. Cause it's about to get very punny in here! You ready? Okay... drum roll, please! tadumbrrmmmm...


  • What did the guy say when he walked into the bar? "Ouch!"
  • Did you hear about the guy who got hit in the head with a can of soda? He was lucky it was a soft drink.
  • Did you ever try to eat a clock? It's very time-consuming. 
  • I'm reading a book about anti-gravity. It's impossible to put down.
  • Show me a piano falling down a mine shaft and I'll show you a A-flat minor.
  • Is old rope good enough for a hanging? Frayed knot. That stuff is bad noose.
  • What did the grape say when it got stepped on? Nothing, but it let out a little wine.
  • Why can’t you hear a pterodactyl go to the bathroom? Because the “P” is silent.
  • What kind of shoes do ninjas wear? Sneakers.
  • I started a band called 999 Megabytes — we haven’t gotten a gig yet.
  • What is the difference between ignorance and apathy? I don’t know, and I don’t care.
Now for a few holiday jokes to fit the season!

  • Why was the snowman looking through carrots? He was picking his nose. 
  • What do snowmen have for breakfast? Snowflakes, of course.
  • Why couldn't the skeleton go to the Christmas party? He had no body to go with.
  • What goes "oh, oh, oh!" Santa walking backwards.
Okay, I've tortured you enough, but hopefully got a chuckle or two out of you!
Enjoy your evening...until tomorrow!

Sunday, December 10, 2017

December Challenge: Day 10 - Christmas Trimmings and Childhood Memories

I'm sure somewhere in your childhood you remember making all sorts of crafts in school. My first--one my mom kept forever--was a tiny hand print in plaster from kindergarten. Then there were the special cards for mother's day and father's day, the Easter basket made of construction paper with shredded crepe for grass, the turkey with colorful feathers--mine had an abnormally shaped beak--and of course the Christmas ornaments, using glitter and glue, crayons and markers, bright paper colors of red, blue, green, and many others. 

It's nice that tradition has carried on through generations. My children made plenty of those school crafts, and like my mom, I've kept quite a few of them. Of course, projects have become a bit more sophisticated. Ceramic pottery replaced paper constructions in many cases. But those ornaments for the tree, those were the best. Some had their photos attached, along with the year--a chronology of their lives of sorts. Ornaments made in various shapes, globe shapes, candy cane shapes, tree shapes, all kinds of shapes! But the best part were the proud smiles on their faces as they rushed off the bus, how they jumped up and down, squealing with excitement, while they pulled their treasures out their book bags and hung them on the tree. 

It's probably overdone, said too often, but it's true. These homemade trinkets are the most precious sentiment one can give and receive. They bring the holiday spirit closer to what it should be. So, lose the commercial fanfare, the insane, over-the-top frenzy and greed of who can out-spend, out-decorate everyone else. 

Remember those sweet smiles, the sheer joy on their faces, the spirit in their eyes and those precious homemade gifts. Those are the best. 

Merry Christmas!