Wishlist for the 12 Days of Christmas

 

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As my regular readers know I have been assaulted by the shambling hordes of The Walking Dead in recent weeks following my blog statement “I’m Not Crazy, but my Zombie Crew may be” …

So I was a little shocked – but delighted — when @kysilka came at me with the idea to host a Twelve Days of Christmas blogathon! It was, I thought, a chance to escape the rotting flesh for a few moments and bring my readers back to the days when my freak flag wasn’t flying full mast.

Ummm, yeah,…. about that.

Like everything else in recent weeks, it didn’t turn out exactly like I planned…because as soon as I sat down to think about what I would want my true love to bring me, welllllll, you’ll see ….

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How it works: Participating bloggers are putting up their personal version of the “Twelve Days of Christmas” on their blogs and leaving their post URLs in the comment section below this post.

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So here it is and try not to cry …. Juliette’s Twelve Days of Christmas dedicated to my TBFF Pauline, a.k.a. @AspiringMama without whom I literally could not have done this …

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On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

A zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag

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On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Five disaster plans,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Six crew a tweeting,

Five disaster plans,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Seven Twinkies purchased,

Six crew a tweeting,

Five disaster plans,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the eighth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Eight Vatos bodyguards,

Seven Twinkies purchased,

Six crew a tweeting,

Five disaster plans,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Nine sniper rifles,

Eight Vatos bodyguards,

Seven Twinkies purchased,

Six crew a tweeting,

Five disaster plans,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the tenth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Ten zombie kills,

Nine sniper rifles,

Eight Vatos bodyguards,

Seven Twinkies purchased,

Six crew a tweeting,

Five disaster plans,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the eleventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Eleven boxes of ammo,

Ten zombie kills,

Nine sniper rifles,

Eight Vatos bodyguards,

Seven Twinkies purchased,

Six crew a tweeting,

Five disaster plans,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me,

Twelve bloody freak flags,

Eleven boxes of ammo,

Ten zombie kills,

Nine sniper rifles,

Eight Vatos bodyguards,

Seven Twinkies purchased,

Six crew a tweeting,

Five disaster plans,

Four hours sleep,

Three Walking Dead,

Two shiny crossbows,

And a zombie lurkin’ in a hashtag.

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