Merry Christmas To All!
xoxoxoxoxoxo
With much love,
Nina/Penny
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Monday, December 24, 2018
Friday, December 18, 2015
Penny Watson's Great Big Holiday Give-Away
SANTA! I KNOW HIM!
Well, maybe not personally. But close enough!
Thanks to twenty-five fabulous authors, I have tons of fun give-aways today.
WHAT'S HAPPENING TODAY?
5 POSTS...
5 POSTS...
1. Give-Away Intro Post (you're reading it!) -- 6 am
2. Jen Porter's Kick-Ass Holiday Cupcakes -- 10 am
3. Penelope's ETSY Favorites -- 12 pm
4. Introducing Happy Heart Reads! -- 2 pm
5. The Naughty Side of Christmas -- 4 pm
How to enter for a chance to WIN?
Just leave a comment after any one of the five posts,
and you'll be entered.
Please remember to include your EMAIL ADDRESS and your LOCATION.
Some gifts will be shipped within the USA. Other items are worldwide!
If you are having trouble leaving a comment, shoot me an email and you'll be entered.
Penny Watson's EMAIL
4. Introducing Happy Heart Reads! -- 2 pm
5. The Naughty Side of Christmas -- 4 pm
How to enter for a chance to WIN?
Just leave a comment after any one of the five posts,
and you'll be entered.
Please remember to include your EMAIL ADDRESS and your LOCATION.
Some gifts will be shipped within the USA. Other items are worldwide!
If you are having trouble leaving a comment, shoot me an email and you'll be entered.
Penny Watson's EMAIL
WHAT ARE THE GIVE-AWAY ITEMS?
ETSY Gift Card
Amazon Gift Card (From Happy Heart Reads)
Christmas Etsy Pendants (from Pixie Whimsy)
Klaus Brothers Series gift pack--includes soaps, lip balm and books (US only)
Jen Porter's CHOICE (book)
Free Spanky Elf Erotica from Pepper Minty
AND 25 MORE AMAZING BOOKS...
AND 25 MORE AMAZING BOOKS...
AND ALL THESE BOOKS!...
Penny Watson A TASTE OF HEAVEN book and gift pack (US only)
Laura K. Curtis TOYING WITH HIS AFFECTIONS and GAMING THE SYSTEM
Lexxi Callahan SOUTHERN STYLE SERIES
Laura Florand ONCE UPON A ROSE
Zara Keane HER TREASURE HUNTER EX
Jesse Hayworth STARTING OVER AT MUSTANG RIDGE
Carolyn Crane KINKY BANK ROBBERS 3-BOOK BUNDLE
Tiffinie Helmer BUSHWHACKED audio book or e-book
Christine DePetrillo FIREFLY MOUNTAIN
Caroline Linden LOVE AND OTHER SCANDALS
Katie O'Sullivan CRAZY ABOUT YOU
Julia Barrett THE SOUL SERIES (print...US only)
Barbara Wallace MILLIONAIRE FOR CINDERELLA
Cecilia London DISSIDENT
Jessi Gage HOLIDAY BARGAIN and WISHING FOR A HIGHLANDER
Pamela Kelley MISTLETOE IN MONTANA
Teresa Noelle Roberts BAD KITTY
Lena Goldfinch THE UNEXPECTED BRIDE and SLEIGH BELLS AND MISTLETOE
Heather Rigney HUNTING THE MERROW and T-shirt (US only)
Darlene Marshall THE PIRATE'S SECRET BABY
Jennifer Hallock UNDER THE SUGAR SUN
Samantha Wayland CHECKING IT TWICE
Victoria Morgan THE DAUGHTER OF AN EARL
Liberty Blake THE MISPLACED BRIDE
Lauren Gallagher KNEEL MR. PRESIDENT (Jen Porter's CHOICE)
Contest is open until December 25...CHRISTMAS DAY!
So, let's talk Christmas! Have you read any great holiday romances lately? Let me know! Leave a comment below to enter the give-away. Thanks for stopping by. And stay tuned for Post #2, coming up at 10 am...Jen Porter's Fabulous Holiday Cupcakes! Don't miss it!
HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL!
Penny
Friday, December 24, 2010
A Visit From St. Nicholas
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tinny reindeer.
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!
"Now Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! On, Cupid! on, on Donner and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of Toys, and St Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.
A bundle of Toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack.
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose!
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ‘ere he drove out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!"
☃Merry Christmas!☃
Penelope
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