Emily’s Holiday Wish List 2016

My Wish List for You this Holiday Season

While desperate parents try to hunt down the latest must-have Hachimal-Tickle-Me-Cabbage-Patch toy, I’d like to offer you a few wish list items of a different kind. Note that these aren’t tongue-in-cheek genie wishes that backfire. They are exactly what they seem to be, so take them at face value.

Behold, my wishes for you this season.

1. Less Paperwork

Paperwork, red tape, or hassle. It’s all the same. Let’s reduce that mess. Turn that dial way down.

“Ace report, Linda. But I don’t caaaaaare.”

2. The Return of a Memory You Haven’t Thought of in a While

“We’re totally remembering the same thing, aren’t we?!”

3. A Creepy But Harmless Internet Friend

Not like this guy.

4. A Close Call

“MapQuest says to go straight.”

5. That Something You Need Costs Less Than You Expected

Not this.

6. A Delightful Scientific Discovery

COOKIES MAY CURE COMMON COLD.

7. A Day Off

Instructions on Pinterest.

8. A Belly Laugh

Pet videos on YouTube?! Done.

9. The Aroma of Your Favorite Food

Sweetie, where is Mommy’s special vaping oil?

10. The Ability to Brighten Someone’s Day

Or…you know, free hugs.

11. A Day of Perfect Weather

Whatever season you like best…

12. A Busy Day That Goes Well, Followed By the Best Sleep Ever

And that Biff Tannen isn’t President when you wake up.

 

Happy holidays!

Emily

Em


Want to read more wonderful blog posts in this holiday tour? Start here…

The Craziest Christmas of My Life!

When I was quite young, my father went back to college to finish his degree. With only my mother’s meager hospital salary to support us all, we found ourselves living in a little trailer outside a small mountain town in North Carolina. Though the situation may have seemed dire to my parents, I had a wonderful time exploring fields, taking forest hikes, and playing in and around the rank-smelling creek behind the trailer park. It’s amazing how oblivious children are to such trivial things as economics.

There lay a small airplane strip on the other side of the highway, and as it was Christmastime, my father decided it would be a great (and cost-effective) idea to trespass on that private piece of property and cut down our own tree. So off on our quest we marched, bow-saw in hand, rope dragging behind us.
Even in my tiny youth, I wanted a tree grand enough to grace Rockefeller Center. Nearing the top of a daunting hill, I found just such a tree; one whose trunk I couldn’t hope to fully wrap my arms around. My father, being a more practical sort, pointed to a somewhat humbler cedar that would actually fit inside our single-wide. After fierce debate, he began merrily sawing away. And that’s when all the trouble began… Read More

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 The Christmas with No Ice Cream

My earliest memories are bound up in the celebrations of my extended family. It was not uncommon to have three or four generations in the house during each holiday, birthday, or anniversary. Every single one of the women was a great cook, and smells would waft out of open windows in the summer or hit you as soon as you walked through the door in the winter. Of them all, Christmas was the best and my mother’s favorite.

This particular Christmas, I was five years old. I’d been having a series of sore throats throughout that year and spent a lot of time home from school. Mom and I made delicate string decorations with crochet thread, starch and lots of glitter. We made taffy and fudge and sprinkle cookies with melted white chocolate icing. Pipe cleaners got bent into figure skaters, and we created frilly little skirts for them out of crepe paper streamers. Yards and yards of construction paper chains hung from the wood moldings and swooped over the tree.

The days dragged until Christmas and my anticipation spiraled. My little sister wasn’t sure what all the excitement was about, but she loved sticking her fingers into the dough Mom rolled out on the table as much as she enjoyed munching on the stray cookie that found its way into her hands. At not quite three, she was way too young to remember the treat I knew was coming on Christmas Eve, the milk, eggs and vanilla my dad would crank together in a frosty steel bucket to make the frozen delight we had only once a year. But I knew, and I marked off each day on the calendar with a green crayon.

That might seem like a lot to remember from such a young age, but I’ll never forget that Christmas, because it was the Christmas without ice cream…Read More

Mica Rossi has been writing since she was in the second grade and barely able to form her letters properly. Her short works have been featured in several anthologies, and she is furiously scribbling through various drafts of her second novel, a contemporary romance set during the Christmas season.

Her first book, Once in a Blue Moon, was selected as a spearhead novel for the ‘White Satin Romance’ line at Melange Books and will shortly be brought in-house to Camelot Publishing and re-released in February of 2016 in a revised edition. Just think about a gorgeous member of the Aos Sidhe running into the one woman in Boston who has a vendetta against all things magical, and you’ll understand why sparks fly against the backdrop of hot summer days and starry nights in the city.

Mica’s latest release, Heart Songs, is a collection of poetry and short stories published in April of 2016. It’s a compilation of the emotional journeys we all take through our lives. From friendship and love to the depths of despair and back again, the author digs into the human experience with humor and grace.

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