May the force be with you
Dearest Darlingest Leslie of Bennetts,
Today is the day. It is the day of three posts.
May the Force be with you.
I am all kinds of thrilled that I just posted that.
[Wait until you see what’s coming–in the second post of the day.]
Post the first.
[Let me just say that I should probably maybe have posted these on a different day. I’m feeling a little sassy pants at the moment. And creative. And the combination could be more than the customary delightful–it could very well be explosively delightful.
Just so you know.]
As a disclaimer, let me say that those little shelf elves can be adorable. I think they can be adorable. We don’t have a shelf elf. I’ve seen pictures, though.
But–seriously. Consider this: would you not wet your pants a little bit if you opened your front door and found an army of those little guys on your doorstep
What if that (and by that I mean one of those) was the Sunday morning surprise instead of blooms, huh?
I tell you what–if someone started leaving those little wide-eyed monsters mischief makers on my doorstep (in any quantity–including one) I would have to move.
That aside, please don’t let that influence the joy of the shelf elf within the walls of your own homes.
This cracks me up.
I just want to express my gratitude for the two few of you who faithfully read–and I know that a giveaway would have been more fun for all (I think it would be a creative way to get rid of stuff I don’t want anymore)–but I give you, instead, three well thought out ideas for future days of shelf elf delight and joy.
1–Have at least five elves suspended from the ceiling right above your most vulnerable and sensitive child’s head. Tape a tiny treat to their outstretched arms (not the child’s arms). When the child wakes up–BoOm!–there the little elves are.
2–Place two of the wide-eyed elves on your husband’s head whilst he sleeps–have them holding tweezers. Pluck a fun pattern on your husband’s eyebrows (you will likely need his consent for this–may the force be with you if you don’t have his consent and try to pluck his eyebrows whilst he sleeps). The children will be delighted.
3–Place the elven fella in the feed part of the vacuum–you know–so that only his little elf bottom and legs are sticking out.
Maybe rip off an arm.
I’m kidding.
Seriously–I’m kidding.
About the arm thing, I’m kidding.
~grinning.all.the.way~
Here’s a fun little site: The Elvish Name Generator.
[Just in case you need help with figuring out a name for the band of elves you now want to purchase because I’ve given you some great ideas.]
As an added bonus, you can apparently learn your hobbit name as well.
Happy sixth day of Christmas month.
[And hopefully no one wakes up to an elf with a tiny little semi automatic taped to its little elf arm.]
That’s all I’m going to say. (Until post the second.)
BoOm.
2 COMMENTS
Bennetts
11 years agoBAHAHA AHHAHHA, I think I need an Elf to try a thing or two now 🙂 thanks for the great ideas!!
Teresa Jones
11 years agoYou are quite welcome. I may have to post more ideas–because I had a great one today at the airport. =0]