New flash: Newt and I have been making a mess of my kitchen Christmas cookies to deliver to friends and neighbors.

I collect nativity scenes, so I couldn’t pass up this set of cookie cutters. However, I do feel a bit conflicted about eating the baby Jesus. Mmm… sweet salvation.

Yes, my gingerbread boy is a bit pale. It’s because he’s going into shock from his badly broken arm. Perhaps the newborn king can help. Newt made that one, and it’s not who you might think it is.
Newt says that this newborn king is baby Elvis in a manger.
The King? Get it?
Is something wrong with me if I find that uproariously funny? Because I do.

Here he is again, visiting all the other broken cookies. In the fog. Where’s Rudolf when you need him?
Oh well. Perhaps a concert will cheer up those poor broken souls…
I’ll have a bluuuuue Christmas without you,
I’ll be so bluuuuue just thinkin’ about you…
Speaking of blue, have a gander at this little fella:

Nothing says Christmas like a blue camel.
I’ll have a bluuuuue camel…
Here’s hoping your Christmas season is full of baby Elvis’ (Elvi?), blue camels and time with those you love.
But most especially, I hope your heart is filled with the spirit of Christ, whose birth we celebrate this time of year.
Because mine sure is.
With love,

Heidi