Thursday, December 16, 2010

The Bloody Blobs

A couple of weeks ago, a visitor came to my home and saw these two adorable Christmas decorations.

Mr. and Mrs. Claus--Aren't they sweet?

They are cut out of wood (Thanks, Ron!) and hand painted with love. However, my four warped daughters don't focus on their cuteness. Instead, they focus on this view:


The back of Mr. and Mrs. Santa.

And that is how they have become known as "The Bloody Blobs."

When we unpack the Christmas boxes every year, my usually sweet children can't wait to place "The Bloody Blobs" in a prominent place in our family room. Sometime during the Christmas season, they gather around and tell


THE BLOODY BLOB STORY!

So go make yourself a cup of hot cocoa, put a few mini marshmallows or a tiny peppermint candy cane in the chocolaty goodness, and sit back and enjoy this year's rendition of

THE BLOODY BLOB STORY!

Once upon a time, in a place far, far away lived three wonderful children. They lived with their parents in an old mansion deep within the woods. The oldest son was Peter, the middle child was Mikala, and the youngest was Billy. The family had their struggles, but generally they were healthy and happy. But what they did not know was there was danger lurking in their midst....

One evening, the family settled in for the night. Peter had teased his younger siblings more than he should have. He felt guilty laying there in his bed. He knew better but Mikala and Billy got on his nerves sometimes. Finally, he fell asleep. Soon after midnight the walls seemed to whisper:

"The bloody blobs are coming! The bloody blobs are coming! The teasing and the anger have awakened us! Peter, face your fate!"

No one heard a thing, but when morning came, Peter was gone! All that remained was a small bloody blob on his pillow. His parents were frantic! The police were called but no sign of forced entry was found. Peter's disappearance was a mystery. His family mourned the loss of Peter. They added deadbolts to all the doors and windows and were ever vigilant for strangers in the deep dark woods, but what they didn't know is that the danger was lurking in their midst....

A week passed. Mikala and Billy were playing a game--Phase 10 to be precise. Mikala was losing the game and began sneaking extra Wild cards up her sleeve. When Billy realized she was cheating, he got mad. Their parents intervened and put the children to bed early so they could get some peace and quiet. As Mikala lay in bed quietly, she felt guilty. She knew that what she had done was wrong. Finally, after a lot of tossing and turning, she fell asleep. Soon after midnight you could hear the walls practically whispering:

"The Bloody Blobs are coming! The Bloody Blobs are coming! Your cheating and dishonesty has awakened us! Mikala, prepare for your fate!"

The next morning, Mikala had disappeared, too! All that was left was a bloody blob on her pillow. The police were once again called in. After questioning the parents extensively and doing a thorough investigation, Lieutenant Prize was baffled. He KNEW Mikala and Peter were missing! He suspected foul play! But, he didn't know how it was done. And what WAS that bloody blob substance on the pillows?

The parents built a moat around their home. They installed towers and search lights and installed a home security system. They did everything they could to protect precious Billy from whatever monster was after their family. But, what they didn't know was that the danger was lurking within their midst....

For you see, the Bloody Blobs lived within the walls of their mansion. They are awakened by anger and discord. As long as there is peace and harmony, they sleep quietly, hibernating through life. But once anger enters the home, their blood thirst is awakened. Who will the next victim be? For just as Santa is watching when children are naughty and nice...so are the Bloody Blobs!

THE END!

Aren't you glad? For that is the most depressing Christmas story EVER! And let me tell you, this year's rendition is less bloody and depressing than most. For in my sweet yet warped daughters rendition, EVEN the parents die!

OK, Emily would say that "The Christmas Shoes" song/story/TV movie of the week is more depressing. And she's probably right.


4 comments:

  1. I mean COME ON. It has to be depressing and bloody. You can't have a story about bloody blobs and the only blood that people actually see the the bloody blob is on their pillow? What happened to the writing on the walls, the ooze of blood on the floors? Where's the bloody blobs debut? The bloody blobs have to fight for the father and the little boy in the end and then they leave. Then when the next residents come in, it'll start ALL over again.

    Also, the Christmas Shoes song isn't depressing, it's just lame.

    -Emily

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  2. I don't remember getting into the bloody blob thing. Did I really get into it?

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  3. You made the story way too tame!!! There's not supposed to be a moral. The Bloody Blobs just kill indiscriminately!

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  4. Emily, I cleaned up your version a lot. Yes, A LOT! That is why this is the 2010 version. More humane.

    Christie, Emily says that you DID get into it. Perhaps you are just repressing the memory.

    Heather, I know your version does not have a moral--but c'mon, it's Christmas! The Bloody Blob Story is just plain depressing.

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