OK. I warned you, in my Halloween post, that my Halloween obsession was nothing next to my Christmas mania. I. Love. Christmas.
You guys? It's Christmastime. It is! Thanksgiving is over and it's Christmas!
Last month I entered (ok, I obsessively entered every. single. day) a contest over at Periwinkle Papillon to win an Elf on the Shelf. Now. I had never heard of an Elf on the Shelf before. I had fully enjoyed my holidays for 30 years now without an Elf. But now that I'm aware this magic little creature exists, I need one.
Sara at Periwinkle Papillon foolishly allowed multiple entries to her contest, and I called her bluff. I've done the math (shocking, I know) and my entries totaled 28% of ALL TOTAL ENTRIES. I should have won that thing.
Here's a small sampling of my 17 entry comments:
|Don't think I won't.|
|This right here had to be what killed it for me. Stupid!|
|Did you miss me?|
|Why is the universe conspiring to keep me from my rightful Elf?? WHY??|
Through it all, I felt Sara had my back. She wanted me to win this Elf, I really think she did.
|I'm a prophet. I really am. Pretty sure the girl who won really DID only enter once.|
So here I am. November 30, and no Elf. I don't even know how
So I've been whining about how badly I want an Elf, but how I don't want to actually pay for one (where's the fun in that?) and then Twitter brought me this:
|Elves from Catie. |
Pros: it's an Elf! It's cheaper than Elf on the Shelf. And it supports a good cause.
Cons: Less creepy.
So. In conclusion: who wants to send