Podcasts about Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve 1963. Chapel Hill, North Carolina. 34-year old Lucille Rinaldi, who happens to be five months pregnant, is bludgeoned and suffocated to death inside an apartment belonging to her husband, Frank Rinaldi. Even though Frank was supposedly out Christmas shopping when the crime took place, he is charged and convicted of Lucille's murder after investigators learn that Frank took out a life insurance policy on his wife and there are also allegations surface that he was a closeted gay man. However, after the Supreme Court of North Carolina rules that the jury was unfairly prejudiced at Frank's trial, his conviction is overturned and he is acquitted at his retrial. Was Lucille Rinaldi actually murdered by her husband or did the real killer manage to get away with it? On this week's holiday-themed episode of “The Trail Went Cold”, we explore a controversial and sensationalist Christmas Eve murder case. Join us on Saturday, December 20 at 8:00pm ET for an online streaming marathon where we will be watching classic segments from “Unsolved Mysteries”. You can enter our screening room by clicking on this link. Additional Reading: "Time of Death: The True Tale of a Quest for Justice in 1960s Chapel Hill" by Nora Gaskin https://www.newspapers.com/image/652430172/ https://www.newspapers.com/image/939529735/ https://www.newspapers.com/image/791770654/ https://www.newspapers.com/image/1026944384/ https://www.newspapers.com/image/463569154/ https://www.newspapers.com/image/463569188/ https://indyweek.com/news/archives-news/cautionary-tale-d-a-jim-hardin/ “The Trail Went Cold” is on Patreon. Visit www.patreon.com/thetrailwentcold to become a patron and gain access to our exclusive bonus content. The Trail Went Cold is produced and edited by Magill Foote. All music is composed by Vince Nitro.

1968 was one of the most tumultuous years in modern history. But one bright spot occurred on Christmas Eve: an amazing feat that captivated the world.Music in this Episode"Farewell" — Maarten Schellekens, via Free Music Archive"Endless Cosmos" — Serge Quadrado, via Free Music Archive"You'll Never Come to Dorset" — C. Diab, from the album Immerro, courtesy of Tonal Union records"Dawn Summit" — Blue Dot Sessions, via Free Music Archive"Cozy Jazz Podcast Music with Christmas Bells" — Denis Pavlov, via PixabayOrder your copy today! Of Christmases Long, Long AgoConnect with Me Links to all the things https://christmaspastpodcast.com/links Email: christmaspastpodcast@gmail.com BooksOf Christmases Long, Long Ago: Surprising Traditions from Christmas Past (2025, Lyons Press and Recorded Books) It's Christmas as you've never seen it before, and it makes a great gift for all the Christmas lovers in your life. Christmas Past: The Fascinating Stories Behind Our Favorite Holiday's Traditions (2022, Lyons Press and Recorded Books)

Send Kris and Rob a Text Message!In this UK true crime episode, we tell the devastating story of Sameena Imam, a 34-year-old Costco marketing manager whose “secret” relationship with Roger Cooper ended in calculated violence. Investigators and prosecutors said Cooper wanted the affair kept hidden—and when the truth threatened to surface, he and his brother David Cooper carried out a plan that led to Sameena's death.We follow the timeline from Christmas Eve 2014, when Sameena was last seen after leaving work, through the widening missing-person inquiry that became a murder investigation. You'll hear how detectives pieced together movements, evidence, and communications—and how police ultimately located Sameena's body buried at an allotment off Groby Road in Leicester. We also cover the forensic case presented at trial, including chloroform and reports of toxic elements detected during post-mortem testing, before the final chapter: the Cooper brothers' murder convictions and life sentences.sources used for this podcastSupport the showJOIN THE HITCHED 2 HOMICIDE IN-LAWS AND OUTLAWSSTART KRIS CALVERT'S BOOKS TODAY FOR FREEH2H WEBSITEH2H on TWITTERH2H on INSTA

On the 124th Episode of Dorm Damage With Tom & Zeus the guys review the 1946 Christmas Classic by Frank Capra "It's A Wonderful Life!" Tom & Zeus continue their review of Christmas movies with a review of perhaps the most popular Christmas movie of all time, "It's A Wonderful Life." The movie is so great that this review is broken up into two separate episodes. The movie stars Hollywood legend, Jimmy Stewart and Tom's favorite, Donna Reed and tells the tale of the small town dreamer with a heart of gold who questions his life on Christmas Eve. The guys breakdown this classic in typical SIOL fashion. Yes there is KISS commentary as expected! Tune in to find out how the Brady Bunch is tied in, who is the richest and meanest man in town and who just came in to take a deuce? To Purchase “It's A Wonderful Life” On Amazon Click Below:   It's A Wonderful Life   To Purchase Shout It Out Loudcast's KISS Book “Raise Your Glasses: A Celebration Of 50 Years of KISS Songs By Celebrities, Musicians & Fans Please Click Below:   Raise Your Glasses Book   For all things Shout It Out Loudcast the #1 KISS Podcast check out our amazing website by clicking below:   www.ShoutItOutLoudcast.com   Interested in more Shout It Out Loudcast content?  Care to help us out?  Come join us on Patreon by clicking below:   SIOL Patreon   Get all your Shout It Out Loudcast Merchandise by clicking below:   Shout It Out Loudcast Merch At Printify   Shop At Our Amazon Store by clicking below: Shout It Out Loudcast Amazon Store   Please Email us comments or suggestions by clicking below: ShoutItOutLoudcast@Gmail.com   Please subscribe to us and give us a 5 Star (Child) review on the following places below: iTunes Podchaser Stitcher iHeart Radio Spotify   Please follow us and like our social media pages clicking below: Twitter Facebook Page Facebook Group Page Shout It Out Loudcasters Instagram YouTube   Proud Member of the Pantheon Podcast click below to see the website: Pantheon Podcast Network Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Today is the last solo show of 2025. We examine something you may not want to look at: being too sensitive to criticism and ultimately letting other people decide who you are rather than be who you were meant to be. We will also do a final run through our usual Tuesday segments.Featured Event: Combat Midwife Class. March 7 at the Basecamp Lodge. Sponsor 1: AgoristTaxAdvice.com Sponsor 2: StrongRootsResources.com LFTN UPDATE: Tonight at 6pm is the last Tour Livestream on Youtube with all the festival crews. Nicole is closed BUT - The Night Before Christmas Series starts soon and will run every night ending on Christmas Eve. My3Things Series after Christmas. See you January 2, 2026 I did a thing…. Tales From The Prepper Pantry Beef Math 715 hanging weight Cow 1: 370 pounds: $285 + $2307. $7 a pound 750 hanging weight Cow 2: 325 pounds: $376 + $2420. $8.60 a pound Getting ready to put out pickled things from this year at the Christmas event – we will see what ends up on the table.  Pre-making burger patties, breakfast sausage and meatloafs for convenience Next year I hope to have more cured meats! Frugality Tip The day after Christmas is coming. Need I say more? Featured Forage We had a deep freeze and nothing is left, right? WRONG! Now is a time to look at things below ground. One of my favorites at this time of year requires that you look for the plant in the fall, mark where it is, then dig: Jerusalem Artichoke.  Cleaning Favorite recipe: Steamed into a mash with butter, garlic, salt and pepper. Complements a steak beautifully without the glycemic impact of mashed. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jerusalem_artichoke for a picture. These grow themselves and a little care will allow you to have many - but be careful about that many! Operation Independence PickTN store at the Dickens of a Christmas last weekend - SOLD OUT of tins! But you can still order them online: https://www.picktnstore.com/ The Exhausting Game No One Wins - Letting Other People Live Your Life For you GUYS! Don't forget about the cookbook, Cook With What You Have by Nicole Sauce and Mama Sauce.  Community Follow me on Nostr: npub1u2vu695j5wfnxsxpwpth2jnzwxx5fat7vc63eth07dez9arnrezsdeafsv Mewe Group: https://mewe.com/join/lftn Telegram Group: https://t.me/LFTNGroup Odysee: https://odysee.com/$/invite/@livingfree:b Resources Membership Sign Up Holler Roast Coffee Harvest Right Affiliate Link

"Now we have a season finale...ho, ho, ho."Merry Christmas, Movieland! It's the most wonderful time of the year, because you've got one last Cinema Drive episode under your tree!! Jason and Ryan celebrate eight seasons and 200 episodes with the greatest Christmas film of all time: DIE HARD (1988)!!! Why does Die Hard hit hard decades later? What makes it inexhaustibly enjoyable?? And who says it isn't a Christmas movie???PLUS: Jason and Ryan mark the end of an era as Cinema Drive goes on hiatus! Seasons come and seasons go, but films with legacy will always live longest. The guys are saying goodbye for now, but may this show have sparked something in your soul.The Deep Question: You start a movie theater...what three movies do you show on Christmas Eve?This Week's Features:Die Hard (1988)Message Jason and Ryan

Shane MacGowan lived his life as an outsider. He was an Irishman living in England, a troublemaking jug-eared punk with rotten teeth and a voracious appetite for drugs and alcohol. And with his band, The Pogues, he created a powerful synthesis of the traditional music of his homeland and a modern punk attitude. It was this gift for melding the sacred with the profane that led to the creation of one of the finest and most unique Christmas songs ever: "Fairytale of New York." What are your favorite Christmas songs? Let Jake know at 617-906-6638, ⁠disgracelandpod@gmail.com⁠, or on socials @disgracelandpod. This episode was originally published on December 10, 2024. To listen to Disgraceland ad free and get access to weekly bonus content and more, become a Disgraceland All Access member at ⁠disgracelandpod.com/membership⁠. Sign up for our newsletter and get the inside dirt on events, merch and other awesomeness - ⁠GET THE NEWSLETTER⁠ Follow Jake and DISGRACELAND: ⁠Instagram⁠ ⁠YouTube⁠ ⁠X⁠ (formerly Twitter)  ⁠Facebook Fan Group⁠ ⁠TikTok⁠ To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Get the print version of the novel: https://weirddarkness.com/AdventOfEvilFourteen doors have been opened. Fourteen horrors have been unleashed upon Marshport. And now, for the first time, the calendar has changed its pattern.Behind door fourteen, Matthew Klein found something he hadn't encountered before — a second door. Locked. Immovable. And behind it, the unmistakable drone of flies, buzzing in the darkness, waiting for whatever comes next.The calendar has never withheld before. Every door has delivered its grim prophecy on schedule, each trinket a harbinger of tragedy to follow. But now the entity seems to be holding something back, building toward something larger. The flies from door twelve. The maggots. The sound of buzzing once again behind the locked second door. These horrors have accumulated without resolution, stacking like kindling before a flame.Pastor Hart's words echo in Matthew's mind: You have a demon. Not a haunting. Not a curse. A demon — ancient, deliberate, and patient. The pastor promised to call a friend, a priest with experience in matters most clergy never face. Demonology. The word itself feels like an admission that ordinary faith may not be enough.Ten doors remain until Christmas Eve. Ten days until the anniversary of the fire that consumed Matthew's family and birthed this nightmare. The calendar was built from the ashes of that night — from the charred remains of the spirit board that released something unspeakable into the world. Wilbur Ward's hands may have shaped the wood, but the intelligence behind it is far older and far darker than any man.Lewis Chambers is dead. Ren Nguyen is dead. Bridgett Carr, Gwen Martin — the calendar's body count grows with each passing day, and Matthew remains powerless to stop it. Compliance brings death to innocents. Defiance brings suffering to his family. The demon has engineered a perfect trap, and every door Matthew opens tightens the noose.The hooded figure continues to appear at the edges of tragedy, glimpsed in security footage, spotted by witnesses, standing motionless in the road as Lewis's patrol car swerved to its doom. Is it Wilbur Ward, still serving the entity after thirty years? Or something else entirely — something that wears human shape the way the calendar wears the facade of holiday tradition?December 15th arrives cold and gray over Marshport. The locked door waits. The flies continue to buzz.And somewhere, a priest prepares to face what dwells within.#WeirdDarkness #ChristmasHorror #HolidayHorror #SupernaturalThriller #HauntedCalendar #DarkChristmas #HorrorStory #DemonicEvil #CreepyTales #YuletideTerror

For forty-one years, the halls of Martingdale echoed with unexplained footsteps and banging doors every Christmas Eve — until the night we stayed to watch, and the dead finally showed us what happened.Hello, children – it's Santa! I ho ho ho hope you like my podcast!  If you like the stories I'm telling in my podcast, please tell your friends and family about the Spooky Santa podcast so they can listen too! Thank you very much, and Merry Christmas!STORY AND MUSIC CREDITS/SOURCES…“A Strange Christmas Game” by Mrs. J.H. Ridell: http://bit.ly/36zAo3S“The Flames of Sligachan” by Amy Brannigan and Caroline Brannigan: http://bit.ly/2LVTMAa“Clockwork Christmas” by Richard Ankers: https://adbl.co/2PMnQzhAll music used with permission of the artists. Spooky Santa theme by Midnight Syndicate (http://amzn.to/2BYCoXZ). All other music by Nicolas Gasparini (http://bit.ly/2LykK0g).I always make sure to give authors credit for the material I use. If I somehow overlooked doing that for a story, or if a credit is incorrect, please let me know and I'll rectify it the show notes as quickly as possible.***Spooky Santa™ and Weird Darkness® are creations and trademarks of Marlar House Productions and Weird Darkness, LLC. Copyright © Weird Darkness, 2023"I have come into the world as a light, so that no one who believes in me should stay in darkness." — John 12:46https://weirddarkness.com/SpookySanta1215#WeirdDarkness #ChristmasGhostStory #HauntedHouse #VictorianGhostStory #GothicHorror #ScaryStories #HolidayHorror #TrueScaryStories #ParanormalStory #ChristmasHorror

This episode is made possible by the generous support of our subscribers on ⁠⁠Patreon⁠⁠. Join us at ⁠⁠patreon.com/leviathanchronicles⁠⁠ to hear episodes ad free and unlock exclusive content. Happy Holidays from everyone at Leviathan Audio Productions! Each December, we reopen the vault and share a selection of our holiday episodes for a limited time. This week we're rewinding back to last December for a behind-the-scenes peak at how the Leviathan Audio team spent Christmas Eve 2024.  While recording a routine holiday greeting, the team is interrupted by an unexpected visitor who needs their help to solve a very serious Christmas emergency.  To discover more podcasts set in The Leviathan Universe go to leviathanaudioproductions.com or follow us social on media Written, Directed & Created by Christof Laputka Executive Produced by Amish Jani
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This week of Deck the Hallmark is presented by Aura Frames. Exclusive $45-off Carver Mat at https://on.auraframes.com/DECK  // Promo Code:  DECK--The amazing Doug Jones is back! This year, he joins us to break down the newest Hallmark Christmas movie, A Suite Holiday Romance.ABOUT A SUITE HOLIDAY ROMANCEWriter Sabrina stays at a luxury hotel to ghostwrite a memoir. She meets Ian at the bar and lets him think she's wealthy. He's actually a secretary posing as nobility while managing a royal jewels exhibit.AIR DATE & NETWORK FOR A SUITE HOLIDAY ROMANCEDecember 13 2025 | Hallmark ChannelCAST & CREW OF A SUITE HOLIDAY ROMANCEJessy Schram as SabrinaDominic Sherwood as IanBRAN'S A SUITE HOLIDAY ROMANCE SYNOPSISWe learn about the Cordelia books by Hazel Holly, a beloved series that has been read by many and adored by all. We meet Sabrina, a writer who penned a glowing piece about the books. As a result, she's chosen to ghostwrite a memoir and is put up at the Grand Fairbanks Hotel in the legendary Cordelia Suite — a very big deal.She meets Grayson Westcott, the man who hired her. She'll be interviewing him about his life as an art broker and writing his memoir, but she only has until Christmas Eve to gather everything she needs.One night, while working late, Sabrina craves a sandwich. She calls down to the bar, runs in, and starts eating the first sandwich she sees — which turns out to belong to Ian, who's sitting nearby. He doesn't mind at all and clearly wants to keep talking, but the bar is closing. Maybe another time.The next day, Sabrina continues interviewing Grayson and learns that he was once Hazel Holly's butler at this very hotel. He's hesitant to talk about that part of his life, but when he opens up, she's completely captivated.Later, she runs into Ian again and they grab coffee. He tells her he works for a charity and that it's his first time in the city. What Sabrina doesn't know is that he actually works for the royal family — something he's keeping very quiet. After overhearing a conversation at dinner, she mistakenly assumes he is royalty. Could he be Lord Braxton? She keeps her suspicions to herself as they continue spending time together and sparks fly.Ian suddenly has to leave town to make sure Lord Braxton doesn't marry a woman he just met. They reunite at the Christmas ball, where they dance and share a magical evening — until Ian notices Lord Braxton leaving early and has to follow him. He does return for a kiss first, though. Sabrina is both smitten and increasingly frustrated by how Ian disappears without warning.For various reasons, Sabrina never quite asks him outright if he's Lord Braxton, and Ian never tells her that he works for the royal family. When she joins him at a charity event, she's having a great time — until she spots a jewelry box in his bag. Lord Braxton is known for proposing quickly… is Ian about to propose to her?During a dinner date, Sabrina finally admits she thinks he's Lord Braxton — but before Ian can explain, he's called away again. After hearing more of Grayson's story, Sabrina decides to end things before Ian can break her heart. Grayson is baffled and basically says, “How on earth did you get that from my story?!”Sabrina attends a gala and finally learns the truth: Ian is not Lord Braxton. Overwhelmed, she storms out. After more conversations with Grayson, he encourages her to rethink everything.Speaking of Grayson, Sabrina reunites him with his long-lost love, Charlotte — who is Lady Braxton. Grayson insists he's too old for love, but Sabrina shuts that down immediately. They rush to see each other, and it's beautiful.Sabrina races to find Ian, but she's told he's already left for the airport — except he hasn't. He stayed because he's fallen for her. He gives her the jewelry box, revealing not an engagement ring, but a snowflake necklace. They talk things through, make up, and he tells her he's moving to the States to expand the charity. They kiss — big ones.The movie ends with Grayson and Lady Braxton getting married. At their wedding, we see that Ian and Sabrina are engaged.She talks with Grayson more and he encoruages her to think about things a bit more. Speaking of Grayson, she ends up finding Grayson his long lost love charlotte. she's lady braxton. he's like oh i know that, but i'm too old for this ish. She's like NO! You're never too old for love. They rush down to see each other and it's wonderful. And Sabrina rushes to find Ian. But she's too late. He's already left for the airport. Except, HE NEVER LEFT! He says he's fallen for her and then he gives her the jewlery box...it's not an engagement ring at all. It's a snowflake necklace. they talk and make up. he tells her he's moving there to bring the charity to the states. and they kiss big ones!The movie ends with Grayson and Lady Braxton getting married. And at said wedding, we see that ian and sabrina are engaged. Watch the show on Youtube - www.deckthehallmark.com/youtubeInterested in advertising on the show? Email bran@deckthehallmark.com Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

A Christmas Eve drive in a new town left Mary lost and alone — until a couple pulled over to help. What they did next turned her loneliest holiday into a lifelong memory.Do you have your own story of an unsung hero? We'd love to hear it! Record a voice memo and email it to us at myunsunghero@hiddenbrain.org. Some guidance:--Focus on ONE moment that you will never forget. --Make sure you're in a quiet, non-echoey room.--Speak conversationally, like you're talking to a friend.--Let us know why this person continues to impact your life.--If your hero were standing in front of you today, what would you say? Address them directly. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Ready to drift into a peaceful Christmas night at Night Falls? Join Geoffrey as winter settles over the mountains, the waterfall freezes in time, and a quiet Christmas Eve is interrupted by a mysterious invitation carried on the snow. This is Part 81 of The Falls series - but as always, you can jump in anytime and feel right at home. Love Night Falls?

Christmas in Tudor England wasn't just a season of feasting, music and Yule logs… it was also a time when the veil between worlds felt unusually thin. In today's Tudor Christmas Advent episode, I'm stepping into the atmospheric world of real medieval and Tudor Yuletide superstitions - beliefs recorded in late medieval sermons, Tudor writings, and 16th-century accounts. These weren't cosy Victorian myths or later folklore. They were ideas that shaped how people in the 1400s and 1500s experienced Christmas Eve itself, a night of wonder, fear, and expectation. In this video, I'll share three of the strongest and most authentic Christmas superstitions from the period… and trust me, they're haunting, surprising, and very revealing about Tudor beliefs. - Why did people avoid stables at midnight? - What did some fear they might see in a church porch? - And which spectral figure did Shakespeare expect his audience to recognise? Join me for a wonderfully eerie festive journey into Tudor England's winter imagination. If you enjoy this darker corner of Tudor Christmas, please like, subscribe, and click the bell so you don't miss the rest of my Advent series. And in the comments, tell me: Would YOU have been brave enough to test one of these superstitions at midnight? #TudorChristmas #TudorHistory #ChristmasHistory #MedievalFolklore #TudorSuperstitions #HistoryYouTube #TheAnneBoleynFiles #16thCentury #HistoryLovers #YuletideTraditions

Matthew Klein now knows the truth. The advent calendar was not some random antique that found its way to his doorstep by chance. It was built with purpose. Built with intent. Constructed from the charred remains of his childhood home — and from the cursed spirit board that destroyed his family thirty years ago.Wilbur Ward, the neighbor who ran toward the flames that Christmas Eve, saw something in that fire. Something that changed him. Something that compelled him to salvage the blackened wood, retreat to his shed, and craft an object of precise and deliberate malevolence before vanishing without a trace.But knowing the calendar's origin answers only part of the question. The greater mystery remains: What does it want? Why Matt? And what happens when the final door is opened on Christmas Eve — the anniversary of the night his family burned alive?Thirteen doors have been opened. Thirteen horrors have been unleashed. A man drowned. A woman crushed. Snakes coiled in a child's bed. Blood erupted from impossible spaces. And now, scattered across an icy driveway in upstate New York, dozens of human teeth lie in the snow — each one a grim promise that the calendar is far from finished.Eleven doors remain.The smoky odor that haunts Marshport. The hooded figure glimpsed at crime scenes. The apparition of Steven, smelling of ash and demanding obedience. These pieces orbit the calendar like satellites around a dark star, and Matt is only beginning to understand how they connect.He came to Bayville seeking closure. Instead, he found confirmation that the evil which took his family never truly died. It waited. It planned. And through Wilbur Ward's hands, it built itself a new vessel — one designed specifically for Matthew Klein.The calendar has rules. Matt has learned what happens when they're broken. But as the days count down toward Christmas, a more terrifying question emerges: What happens when they're followed? What awaits at the end of this twisted game?December 14th arrives with Matt still standing in Nicole Ward's driveway, bloody teeth at his feet, the calendar clutched in his trembling hands. The car crash smolders nearby. The shed full of Wilbur's creations stands open behind him.And somewhere, in the shadows between what is known and what is coming, a beast watches.Get the print version of the novel: https://weirddarkness.com/AdventOfEvil#WeirdDarkness #ChristmasHorror #HolidayHorror #SupernaturalThriller #HauntedCalendar #DarkChristmas #HorrorStory #DemonicEvil #CreepyTales #YuletideTerror

Join us for a new mini Coffee Break French lesson in between seasons as we dive into one of the most delicious parts of the festive season: the French Christmas Eve dinner!

In this episode, author, podcaster, and speaker Mary DeMuth returns to share the inspiration behind her latest work, which spotlights overwhelmed women in the Bible—women whose stories have often been minimized or overlooked. From Mary the mother of Jesus to Hagar to the widow with two mites, these women model faith, resilience, and wholehearted trust in God. We talk about how Christmas can be both beautiful and heavy. Mary opens up about her own seasons of overwhelm, from her water breaking on Christmas Eve to sleeping in a barn the week before Christmas. She reminds us that Mary, the mother of Jesus, lived through the deepest fears a mother can face, yet she remained faithful as a disciple. Here is some of what we cover:  Why Christmas often heightens grief, trauma, and unmet longings The consumerism of the holiday season vs. the simplicity of God with us What Shalom really means: wholehearted, whole-bodied peace rooted in surrender Jesus' care for the overlooked, the aging, and the marginalized The definition of “Whelm” which  refers to out-of-control stress,  “overwhelmed” is that same stress amplified beyond capacity Connect with Mary DeMuth:  Instagram: Mary DeMuth // Healing from Trauma (@marydemuth) Facebook:  Mary DeMuth Website:  Mary DeMuth Links Mentioned:   Nobody's Mother: By Sandra Glahn 90-Day Bible Reading Challenge: By Mary DeMuth Most Misunderstood Women of the Bible: By Mary DeMuth The Most Overlooked Women of the Bible: By Mary DeMuth The Most Overwhelmed Women of the Bible: By Mary DeMuth Podcast - Pray Every Day Mary DeMuth Church Hurt Checklist Related Episodes: Building the Family You Never Had :: Mary DeMuth [Ep 156] Nobody's Mother :: Dr. Sandra Glahn [Ep 443] From Overwhelmed to Anchored: Replacing the Lies of Motherhood with God's Truth :: Erica Gwynn [Ep 544] Featured Sponsors:  Green Chef: Go to Greenchef.com/ALONEGRAZA use the code ALONEGRAZA to get started with 50% off Green Chef + FREE Graza Olive Oil Set in your 2nd and 3rd boxes. This 50% offer is only available for a limited time, so don't wait.  Policygenius: With Policygenius real users have gotten 20-year $2 million policies for just $53 a month. Don't wait until next year. Give your family the gift of security today with Policygenius. Head to Policygenius.com to compare life insurance quotes from top companies and see how much you could save.  Thrive Causemetics: Complete your holiday look. Go to thrivecausemetics.com/DMA for an exclusive offer of 20% off your first order. 

Happy Holidays! This week Tom and Julie put together the Double Threat High Pants Hall of Fame including William Friedkin, James Coco, Mickey Rooney, and more! Plus they watched a few Holiday themed clips submitted by you, such as Christmas Eve in McDonaldland, How To Make Christmas Tree Cheese, John Malkovich playing Santa Claus, and more. We'll see you all in the new year with more Double Threat!CLIPS FROM THIS WEEK'S EPISODE:-Christmas Eve in McDonaldlandhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxY2KYDrB2Y-How To Make Christmas Tree Cheesehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0GQ1LgggVX4-Amazon.com Christmas Commercial (2001)https://youtu.be/2_HywFG0ErA?si=6_ixLtc660a_GpK6-John Malkovich as Santa Claushttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-n9YkTdIcbY&feature=youtu.be&t=02m30sOur brand new Double Threat merch is AVAILABLE NOW at https://doublethreatpod.merchtable.com - Join the Patreon to receive an exclusive discount code at https://patreon.com/doublethreatpod⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Patreon is the best way to support Double Threat! Your support keeps the show going and we appreciate it more than we can say. Plus you get weekly bonus episodes, access to monthly livestreams, merch store discounts, and more!⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://patreon.com/doublethreatpod⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠WATCH VIDEO CLIPS OF DOUBLE THREAT⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.youtube.com/@doublethreatpod⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠JOIN THE DOUBLE THREAT FAN GROUPS*Discord⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://discord.com/invite/PrcwsbuaJx⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠*Reddit⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.reddit.com/r/doublethreatfriends/⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠*Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ https://www.facebook.com/groups/doublethreatfriends⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠SEND SUBMISSIONS TO⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠DoubleThreatPod@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠FOLLOW DOUBLE THREAT⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://twitter.com/doublethreatpod⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://www.instagram.com/doublethreatpod⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠DOUBLE THREAT IS A FOREVER DOG PODCAST⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://foreverdogpodcasts.com/podcasts/double-threat⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Theme song by Mike KrolArtwork by Joe Frontel00:00 Intro01:10 Statham Steakums07:13 Frank Zappa11:20 William Friedkin19:39 Marty Supreme28:18 Scorsese doc31:10 Our new beef37:03 Michael Caine diarrhea39:44 The High Pants Hall of Fame49:33 Christmas Eve in McDonaldland01:04:07 How To Make Christmas Tree Cheese01:13:55 Amazon.com Christmas Commercial01:22:43 John Malkovich as Santa Claus01:29:55 OutroSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Oppie the Opposite Elf is back!On Christmas Eve at the North Pole, everything is going exactly to plan…until Santa finds Mrs. Claus's triple-chocolate-chunk cookies a little too early. With Santa too full to fly, it's up to you and Oppie the Opposite Elf—who always does everything backwards—to save Christmas. Climb into Santa's sleigh beside Oppie as he feeds the reindeer the wrong treats, shouts “I will fail!” by accident, flies east instead of west, and still refuses to give up on a single child's present. With deep, calming breaths, lots of giggles, and a whole sky full of jingling bells, you and Oppie will race the sunrise, fix every mixed-up gift, and discover that even the silliest mistakes can't stop a determined little elf with a big heart. My little honeybee, if you've ever worried about making mistakes, this cozy Christmas adventure will show you that being wonderfully, wonderfully “opposite” might be exactly what the North Pole needs.Bundle up, take a deep breath, and join me for a snowy adventure at the North Pole with Oppie the Opposite Elf! 

On this episode, we're celebrating the 60th anniversary of a Charlie Brown Christmas with Senior Vice President of Global Brand and Communications for Peanuts Worldwide and host of the You Don't Know Peanuts podcast, Melissa Menta. We've also got a fun Christmas play date idea for you and we'll count down the top 5 songs Tim has discovered thanks to this podcast. Download here! 00:00 – 02:15 Intro 02:15 – 07:28 We Need A Little Christmas Now 07:28 – 14:15 5 Golden Things – Christmas Songs Tim Discovered Because of This Podcast 14:15 – 17:20 All I Want For Christmas Is News 17:20 – 41:02 A Charlie Brown Christmas 60 Year Anniversary Discussion with Melissa Menta 41:02 – 43:12 Wrap Up 43:12 – 46:2https://cantwaitforchristmaspod.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/12/cwfc-155-60-years-of-a-charlie-brown-christmas-with-melissa-menta.mp35 Outtakes “We Wish You A Merry Christmas” United States Marine Band “Jingle Bells” Performed by Kristen Nowicki (The embedded player for the episode is bellow the links) Peanuts Official Site https://www.peanuts.com/ Melissa Menta’s Podcast, You Don't Know Peanuts https://www.youdontknowpeanuts.com/ USPS Holiday Shipping Deadlines https://www.usps.com/holiday/holiday-shipping-dates.htm Shows Tim Has Been On Lately: A Cozy Christmas Podcast (The Episode “Celebrating 25 Years of ‘How The Grinch Stole Christmas” https://www.cozychristmaspodcast.com/episodes Totally Rad Christmas! https://totallyradchristmas.com/the-all-new-mickey-mouse-club-christmas-special/ Advent Calendar House (the 200th Episode dropping Christmas Eve) https://adventcalendar.house/ Insert Reference Here Podcast https://creators.spotify.com/pod/profile/hensonhistorypod/ The Sweep Spot https://bleav.com/shows/the-sweep-spot/episodes/christmas-at-disneyland-with-tim-babb/

Oppie the Opposite Elf is back!On Christmas Eve at the North Pole, everything is going exactly to plan…until Santa finds Mrs. Claus's triple-chocolate-chunk cookies a little too early. With Santa too full to fly, it's up to you and Oppie the Opposite Elf—who always does everything backwards—to save Christmas. Climb into Santa's sleigh beside Oppie as he feeds the reindeer the wrong treats, shouts “I will fail!” by accident, flies east instead of west, and still refuses to give up on a single child's present. With deep, calming breaths, lots of giggles, and a whole sky full of jingling bells, you and Oppie will race the sunrise, fix every mixed-up gift, and discover that even the silliest mistakes can't stop a determined little elf with a big heart. My little honeybee, if you've ever worried about making mistakes, this cozy Christmas adventure will show you that being wonderfully, wonderfully “opposite” might be exactly what the North Pole needs.Bundle up, take a deep breath, and join me for a snowy adventure at the North Pole with Oppie the Opposite Elf! 

Is Advent a Catholic tradition, or just a really old Christian rhythm we forgot existed?In this Advent themed episode, we answer two real pastor questions:“Is Advent a Catholic tradition? Will this cause issues in a Baptist church?”  “Do you sing Christmas carols during Advent, or wait until Christmas Eve?” (Also, why is this guy getting ambushed in elder meetings?)We talk history, Baptist baggage, and the practical “how do I introduce this without detonating my church” stuff. Plus, we settle the great candle debate: real or electric, and how new the carpet is definitely matters.  00:00 Cold open 00:49 Question 1: “Is Advent a Catholic tradition?”  03:12 How to introduce Advent without chaos (and why you should not just drop it in)  10:59 “Isn't Advent a Catholic thing?” A simple intro that works  13:23 Why Advent helps your sermon calendar (and saves your brain)  14:57 Practically Pastoring Conference   16:47 Sponsor: Church Merch (stop wearing the 2004 VBS shirt)  17:55 Question 2: Christmas carols during Advent, yes or no?21:30 “This is bigger than song choice” the pastoral issue underneathJoin the Facebook Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/practicallypastoringRegister for the Practically Pastoring Conference (Feb 9–11, 2026, Tarpon Springs, FL). Tampa Bay pastors, DM us for a special code: https://www.practicallypastoring.com/conferenceLinks from the show:

The world's most famous bandleader, Glenn Miller, was last seen on December 15th, 1944 - after hitching a ride on a small plane to Paris. Desperate to ensure his band could perform for Allied troops, Miller had flown from Britain against advice, his early death shocking fans around the world. Glenn Miller wasn't just a celebrity; he was a musical juggernaut. Leading the Army Air Forces Band during WWII, Miller assembled what is now considered one of the best big bands in history. And his contributions went beyond the stage—he revolutionized military music, turning stuffy marches into jazz-infused anthems. At his peak, he boasted 16 number-one hits and 69 top-10 tracks in just three years. Arion, Rebecca and Olly dig into the conspiracy theories surrounding his death; reveal the chilling letters he sent his wife and brother just days before his final flight; and consider what his legacy might have been, had he survived… Further Reading: • ‘Major Glenn Miller: The Loss of an Icon' (The National WWII Museum, New Orleans): https://www.nationalww2museum.org/war/articles/major-glenn-miller-loss-icon • ‘Glenn Miller's plane went missing on Christmas Eve' (The Washington Post, 2019): https://www.washingtonpost.com/history/2019/12/24/glenn-miller-is-missing-years-ago-big-band-mega-star-vanished-flight-over-english-channel/ • 'Glenn Miller - In The Mood | Colorized (1941) 4K' (Classic Hits Studio, 2022): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aME0qvhZ37o Love the show? Support us!  Join 

Christmas can hurt but Nina shares how the Lord lead her through the death of her Mom on Christmas Eve, and her Dad declared Christmas as the perfect day to die on. Plus what's your beef with New Year's resolutions?!? A much needed episode for the hurting holiday heart. Follow Nina Here: https://www.instagram.com/ninapalmertexas/Checkout the new Hopecast website:https://thehopecastnetwork.com/Buy Merch here:https://www.bonfire.com/store/the-hopecast-network-swag/This show is brought to you by The Hopecast Networkhttps://www.instagram.com/hopecastnetwork/

NZ Post chief operating officer Brendon Main talks to Lisa Owen about the 10 million parcels being delivered in the two weeks leading up to Christmas Eve.

The Ghosts of Christmas Eve is a 1999 made-for-television film showcasing a Christmas music performance by Trans-Siberian Orchestra, starring Ossie Davis and Allie Sheridan. Guest performers included Michael Crawford and Jewel. Other performers include Bob Kinkel, Al Pitrelli, Chris Caffery, Johnny Lee Middleton, Jeff Plate, Tony Gaynor, Daryl Pediford and Tommy Farese. The film premiered on Fox Family Channel on December 14, 1999.Disclaimer: The following may contain offensive language, adult humor, and/or content that some viewers may find offensive – The views and opinions expressed by any one speaker does not explicitly or necessarily reflect or represent those of Mark Radulich or W2M Network.Mark Radulich and his wacky podcast on all the things:https://linktr.ee/markkind76alsohttps://www.teepublic.com/user/radulich-in-broadcasting-networkFB Messenger: Mark Radulich LCSWTiktok: @markradulichtwitter: @MarkRadulichInstagram: markkind76RIBN Album Playlist: https://suno.com/playlist/91d704c9-d1ea-45a0-9ffe-5069497bad59 

If you are Jewish and single, we have all you need to know about the Matzoaball as we talk to the National Director, Brittany Shoughi. MATZOBALL, the legendary Jewish singles party dubbed #1 holiday party in the country by USA Today, is celebrating its 38th year on Christmas Eve 2025. Take a listen.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Fluent Fiction - Hungarian: Snowy Roads to a Heartwarming Holiday Hospitality Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/hu/episode/2025-12-15-23-34-02-hu Story Transcript:Hu: A havas táj csendes volt és békés, amikor László, Judit és Katalin útnak indultak a magyar vidéken.En: The snowy landscape was quiet and peaceful as László, Judit, and Katalin set off through the Hungarian countryside.Hu: Az autó melegen dorombolt, mint egy elégedett macska, a három barát pedig tele volt izgalommal az ünnepi utazás miatt.En: The car purred warmly like a contented cat, and the three friends were filled with excitement for the festive journey.Hu: A karácsonyi fények vidáman pislogtak a falvakon keresztül, és mindenhol meg lehetett látni a szikrázó hópelyheket, amint lassan ereszkedtek alá a földre.En: Christmas lights twinkled cheerfully through the villages, and everywhere you could see the sparkling snowflakes slowly descending to the ground.Hu: Ahogy közeledtek a következő faluhoz, Judit hirtelen összehúzta magát az ülésén.En: As they approached the next village, Judit suddenly huddled on her seat.Hu: László rögtön észrevette, hogy valami nem stimmel.En: László immediately noticed that something was wrong.Hu: "Jól vagy, Judit?En: "Are you okay, Judit?"Hu: " kérdezte aggódva.En: he asked worriedly.Hu: Judit elmosolyodott, bár gyenge volt.En: Judit smiled weakly.Hu: "Csak egy kis fejfájás, semmi komoly," válaszolta, de László érezte, hogy ez több annál.En: "Just a little headache, nothing serious," she replied, but László sensed it was more than that.Hu: Katalin, aki mellettük ült, azonnal elővette a telefonját, hogy megnézze a közeli orvosi rendelőket.En: Katalin, who was sitting beside them, immediately took out her phone to check for nearby medical clinics.Hu: Az út jeges volt, és a hó egyre sűrűbben hullott, ami megnehezítette az előrehaladást.En: The road was icy, and the snow was falling more densely, making progress difficult.Hu: "László, nézzük meg a következő falut.En: "László, let's check the next village.Hu: Talán van ott orvos, aki segíthet," javasolta Katalin.En: Maybe there's a doctor there who can help," suggested Katalin.Hu: László bólintott és meghozta a döntést.En: László nodded and made the decision.Hu: Tudta, hogy kockázatos a viharos időben letérni az útról, de Judit állapota fontosabb volt.En: He knew it was risky to stray from the road in the stormy weather, but Judit's condition was more important.Hu: A kis falu, ahová tartottak, csak pár kilométerre volt tőlük, de a hóesés jelentősen lelassította őket.En: The small village they were heading to was only a few kilometers away, but the snowfall significantly slowed them down.Hu: Az autó motorja küzdött a csúszós és lefagyott úton.En: The car's engine struggled on the slippery and frozen road.Hu: Végül elértek a falu szélén álló kis orvosi rendelőhöz.En: Finally, they reached the small medical clinic on the edge of the village.Hu: Az épület előtt alig volt hely a parkolásra, de szerencsére László sikerült letennie az autót.En: There was hardly any space to park in front of the building, but fortunately, László managed to park the car.Hu: Judit már nagyon gyengének tűnt, amikor kiszálltak.En: Judit looked very weak as they got out.Hu: A rendelő zárva volt, és László az ajtóra kopogott.En: The clinic was closed, and László knocked on the door.Hu: Végül a faluból előbukkant egy idősebb úr, aki a falu orvosa volt.En: Eventually, an older gentleman appeared from the village, who was the village doctor.Hu: László kérte, hogy segítsen rajtuk.En: László asked for his help.Hu: Az orvos először vonakodott, mert karácsony este volt, de látva Judit állapotát, kinyitotta az ajtót.En: The doctor hesitated at first because it was Christmas Eve, but seeing Judit's condition, he opened the door.Hu: „Jó, gyertek beljebb, megvizsgálom” - mondta végül.En: “Alright, come in, I'll examine you,” he finally said.Hu: A barátokat melegség ölelte körül a klinikán, és az orvos alaposan megvizsgálta Juditot.En: Warmth enveloped the friends inside the clinic, and the doctor thoroughly examined Judit.Hu: Hálásan figyeltek, ahogy az orvos gyors intézkedései nyomán Judit kezdett jobban lenni.En: They watched gratefully as Judit started feeling better thanks to the doctor's prompt actions.Hu: Katalin és László megkönnyebbülten fújtak egyet.En: Katalin and László breathed a sigh of relief.Hu: Miután Judit állapota stabilizálódott, az orvos meghívta őket a falu közösségi házába a helyi karácsonyi ünnepségre.En: After Judit's condition stabilized, the doctor invited them to the village community center for the local Christmas celebration.Hu: A falu lakói kedvesen fogadták őket.En: The villagers welcomed them kindly.Hu: Az asztalokon kalács, forralt bor, és egyéb finomságok sorakoztak.En: On the tables were cake, mulled wine, and other treats.Hu: A karácsonyfa alatt ajándékcsomagok, amelyek mindenkinek örömet okoztak.En: Under the Christmas tree were gift packages that brought joy to everyone.Hu: László rádöbbent, hogy néha idegenek segítőkészsége az igazi ajándék.En: László realized that sometimes the generosity of strangers is the real gift.Hu: Ahogy a hó lassan elcsitult és a csillagok kiragyogtak az égen, a három barát melegen ölelkezett a falu társaságában.En: As the snow slowly calmed and the stars shone brightly in the sky, the three friends embraced warmly in the village's company.Hu: Egy kicsit más volt ez a karácsony, de talán éppen hogy ettől lett igazán különleges.En: This Christmas was a bit different, but perhaps that's what made it truly special. Vocabulary Words:landscape: tájcontented: elégedettfestive: ünnepitwinkled: pislogtakhuddled: összehúzta magátsensed: érezteclinics: rendelőkicy: jegesdense: sűrűstray: letérnistormy: viharosengine: motorslippery: csúszósfrozen: lefagyotthesitated: vonaKodottexamine: megvizsgálstabilized: stabilizálódottgenerosity: segítőkészségcommunity: közösségicelebration: ünnepségmulled wine: forralt borgift packages: ajándékcsomagokcalmed: elcsitultembraced: ölelkezettuncommon: szokatlanwelcome: fogadtákgratefully: hálásanrelief: megkönnyebbülésprompt: gyorsaction: intézkedés

Welcome to 60 Seconds Motivational Topic with Angel Santana. This episode urges you to finish strong—choose intention over perfection, show up when motivation is low, and take one more step toward your goals. Have faith and let it begin. Merry Christmas — join us on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day for the story of the candy cane.

Host Angel Santana reflects on the true meaning of Christmas: that love came down first, not decorations or gifts. Using John 3:16, he encourages listeners to choose love through patience, compassion, and grace, and to let that love flow through them. Join the Have Faith family for upcoming live events — a sermon on Sunday, December 14th at 10 a.m. EST and the annual candy cane tradition on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning — as they celebrate faith, family, and the spirit of giving.

Send us a textThis is a special "Christmas Edition" of the Hymns That I Love series.  This episode features the hymn O Little Town Of Bethlehem.  Written and published in the 1860s, there is a rich history to this song...a history that begins with a visit to the Holy Land for a Christmas Eve service.  Pastor Phillips Brooks and his organist, Lewis Redner, collaborated to combine lyrics and melody.  The song was originally used as a children's choir piece for a Christmas Eve service.  Little did Brooks and Redner know, hundreds of years later the song would still be sung and popular with modern audiences.     Listen to Derek's Christmas album "GLORIA!" on Spotify (includes O Little Town Of Bethlehem)Derek's Hymns Playlist On YouTube

"Baby. My best friend, the love of my life. Will you marry me?"---A beautiful night with your boyfriend. It's snowing, the neighbors have finally put up all their Christmas decorations, you just have a nice little walk down the street when he asks you something…---IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO HEAR THE FULL SPICY VERSION OF THIS AUDIO, YOU CAN LISTEN HERE Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Send us a textWhat if your favorite Disney rides got a full holiday glow-up? We poured a Stroopwaffle bourbon coffee and went all-in on seasonal overlays, sketching out scene-by-scene makeovers that keep each attraction's DNA intact while layering in music, projections, scents, and plenty of festive chaos.First up, Space Mountain gets a “Santa's Galactic Delivery” sprint with sleigh-styled cars, poppy Christmas tracks timed to the lift, and rooftop chimney fly-bys racing past in the dark. Pirates of the Caribbean becomes a family holiday fever dream—relatives re-cast as pirates, cats in Santa hats, and a cheeky “Yo Ho Ho and a Bottle of Nog” soundtrack. Indiana Jones Adventure morphs into Eye of the Forbidden Nutcracker with toy soldier set pieces, Chip and Dale roasting chestnuts, a Santa-faced boulder, and snow effects that turn the dart room into a blizzard.We keep the momentum going with Autopia as a North Pole light drive—minimal changes, maximum magic—ideal for night rides under synchronized holiday lights. Expedition Everest reimagined as Expedition North Pole sets up a cozy Winter Wonderland climb that snaps into Sleigh Ride-speed mayhem with a Disco Santa Yeti. Toy Story Mania goes full Krampus Mania with playful, song-timed targets that make every pull hilariously mischievous. And because projections make quick work of seasonal swaps, Mickey & Minnie's Runaway Railway turns into a charming Christmas Eve dash: shopping traffic, Daisy's dance party, a last-minute Pluto gift run, and a calm cruise home with a Santa-bearded Chuby.If you love Disney parks, Jollywood Nights, and smart seasonal overlays that deliver fresh thrills without heavy downtime, this one's for you. Hit play, then tell us which ride deserves a holiday makeover and the song you'd score it with. Subscribe, share with your park buddies, and leave a review to help more Disney fans find the show. Cheers to Ears—and cheers to Christmas at the parks!

Miracle On Route 34: Part 3 Being naughty can be a very good thing, if he needs help getting jolly. Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. "Just when I thought it couldn't get better;" Ginny sighed, lost in bliss. "You certainly know what a woman wants." "I aim to please." Santa said cheerfully, putting one arm around her waist and holding her close while he guided the sleigh. "Think we might've sated you for a while?" "Hmm, maybe for a bit, right?" she purred, stretching like a cat before sitting forward and looking down over the earth, lit by clusters of lights that punctuated the darkness of Christmas Eve. It wasn't long before she began to giggle. "Schilling for your thoughts." Santa said, giving her tit a squeeze. "Well, you probably don't remember, but we've met before," she mentioned lightly, turning her head to wink at him. "I sure remember it." "Oh? Do tell." "Well," she said casually, her thoughts drifting back. "I was sixteen and my girlfriends and I were at the mall. We saw you and decided to sit on your lap. So Cari and I were sitting on you at the same time, squirming our asses on you and kept whispering naughty things in your ears, things we wanted to do to you, you know?" Santa didn't respond for several moments. "See?" Ginny said, smirking. "Told you that you didn't remember." "What; was the date of that, Virginia?" he asked warily. "December fifteenth, eight years ago, about seven-thirty pm," she said. "I still have a photo. Why?" "Because I wasn't in your city on December fifteenth eight years ago," he said with reluctance. "I was in Lahina on Maui, judging a naked limbo contest at a luau." She was silent for some time. "You're; you're sure?" Santa nodded. "Oh, God;" Ginny whispered, her eyes distant. "That means that Cari and I were grinding on some creepy mall Santa; oh, shit, I could feel him getting hard and everything!" Ginny scrunched her face up in revulsion and was flapping her arms in horror. "Oh, God. Blah! Blah! Blah!" Santa's roaring laughter echoed through the darkness as his date for the evening struggled to not puke off the side of the sleigh and onto the unsuspecting town below. Silent Runnings. She always kind of assumed that the sleigh made little or no noise when it touched down on a roof. After all, what kept some survivalist gun nut from trying to blow Santa away with his collection of automatic rifles when he heard some noise he couldn't account for? The sleigh glided silently onto the roof, the blades letting out little more than a hiss and the patter of the reindeer's hooves barely audible. Santa leapt out lightly and assisted her in exiting the sleigh before grinning at her. "Now, I won't be long, just hang tight and stay near the sleigh, if you're within the Gellar Field, you'll keep warm, alright?" Ginny raised an eyebrow in his direction, nonplussed. "Um, 'excuse me? I'm here with Santa Fucking Claus on Christmas Motherfucking Eve. How many times can a girl say that? If you think for one second I'm not delivering presents with you, then you're even more stupid that Krampus. I'm coming." Santa seemed hesitant. "Virginia, I've been at this since Proto-Hittite times, one way or another. I'm kind of an expert and I don't want you to hurt;" "Oh, get real," she snorted, pushing past him toward the chimney. She was glad to note that the 'Gellar Field', whatever the hell that was, seemed to be keeping her warm at this distance. "If your fat ass can fit down a chimney with that huge bag, so can mine." She clambered over the lip of the chimney and eased herself down inside it. Santa watched silently as she wriggled out of sight. There was no noise for several seconds. Finally Ginny spoke, her voice coming up the flue. "Okay, kinda stuck here, with my nose pressed into my own asshole. Little help?" Santa chuckled lightly and reached for a can of grease. Piloting a Ginny. "You're getting better at this, I must say," Santa remarked as he rummaged through his bag of presents while Ginny guided the sleigh. "Last person who drove the sleigh for me, the reindeer resisted a lot. They like you." "Oh?" Ginny replied, twisting the reins slightly and veering the sleigh team southwest. "Who was she?" Santa cleared his throat. "Actually, it was Krampus. Well, he was Pete back then, and it was over six hundred years ago." It took Ginny a moment to recover from her shock and concentrate on guiding the sleigh. Fortunately, the reindeer seemed to know where they were going. "Six hundred;" "Yup," Santa confirmed. "The Belgian monks were still getting the recipe for Stella Artois right the last time one of my kids helped me out." "But what about all your wives you were telling me about?" she asked. "They must've been in the sleigh before." Santa shrugged. "Yeah, people have been in it, I've taken them places, but you and Pete are the only two who have ever helped me on Christmas Eve." She felt herself grow warm, and for once it wasn't because she was wet and horny. "I'm really helping you?" He nodded. "It may be that I'm late because of the donnybrook back at your place, Virginia, but that wasn't your fault, it's just what was meant to be. I was meant to be put behind and now you're meant to be driving this sleigh while I get organized. No matter how many me's there are out there, it won't make a difference unless you're here tonight. It's fated to be that way." Ginny didn't know what to say. She just calmly guided the sleigh, feeling a contentment she'd never quite known before. She was dimly aware of some other shadowy iteration of Santa's sleigh streaking by some miles to the north and waved absently. She couldn't explain why any of this made sense, but it did. She really was different after all. A house below them shone with a golden light in the dark and she turned the reigns easily to guide the reindeer in its direction. There were over a dense residential area, the streets lined with endless numbers of small homes and semis. They glided onto a roof and clambered out. She followed Santa and his present sack down the chimney. In spite of his bulk, he slid down the tight shaft in a way that made her cunt inexplicably wet. "Now that I think of it," she whispered as she wriggled down with him. "How do we get into houses where there's no chimney?" "It was a lot easier before central heating," he answered, almost upside down as he worked his way toward the ground. "For lack of a better term, it's just B & E, I guess. I've got the keys and security codes for every residence on earth." "Wow," she grunted as she twisted and wiggled, her tits squashed to her mouth. If they'd had more time she would have sucked on them for a bit as a reward to herself. "Even Kim Jong-Un?" "Yeah, but he's not getting anything you want to know about for Christmas," Santa muttered. "He's a very bad boy." "So, what, like a leaky bag of flaming panda shit?" she mused, occupying herself as she strained to keep up. "Because that's what he kinda deserves." "Christmas is the one night of the year we don't discuss politics, Virginia." Santa mentioned as he finally freed himself of the confines of the flue and dusted himself off. He helped Ginny out as well, smiling and kissing her nose as she held her off the ground. She blushed and let him put her down, moving to a corner of the living room and watching intently. The house they were in was not big, a modest home for a small family. Santa was rummaging around in his bag, absently noshing on the cookies left on a table near the tree. The tree itself was rather sparse on gifts, something Santa seemed to be rectifying. Ginny didn't notice the other person in the room until it was too late. "So there you are, big man;" Ginny started at the voice but Santa merely stood and turned around, smiling warmly. At the entrance to the room was a woman in a robe. She was older than Ginny, but not more than in her late twenties or early thirties. She had the look of a tired mom. "Been waiting a long, long time to prove to myself that you were real and the presents I couldn't account for just came out thin air," she sighed, nodding. She had sandy-brown hair, done in a long bob. Her face was pretty enough, but you could see in her eyes that sleep was more of an afterthought than anything. "But here you are." "It's good to see you, Linda." Santa said warmly, moving toward her and hugging her. She sighed as he embraced her and Ginny smiled, knowing exactly how content and relieved Linda felt at the moment, whoever the hell she was. "Whoa, did I just get jealous of some girl hugging Santa?" "I can't believe you're here in all your chubby glory," Linda remarked, smiling up at him. "It's a dream come true." Santa nodded. "Little Karen's been very good this year, Linda. She's a real blessing. I brought her the puppy she wanted." Ginny frowned and looked down at a small object that was obviously a puppy, wrapped prettily in Christmas paper and sporting a golden bow on its snout. The puppy panted happily, curled up and went to sleep beneath the tree. "She'll love it," Linda said quietly, her eyes shining. "She'll be so thrilled." "I know she will." Santa said, smiling and placing a hand on Linda's cheek. "Sorry things didn't work out with Bob. He doesn't know what he's missing." "Thanks, I keep telling myself that too," Linda said, dabbing at her eye. "Have you got an STD for his stocking, maybe?" "No," Santa chuckled. "But you need to know that everything's going to be fine, Linda. You've made it this far, you're raising an amazing girl and you own this place now. If I could give you Mother of the Year, I would. But I can't, not my department, so that leaves me to ask; what do you want for Christmas, Linda?" Linda looked into his eyes before her hands reached down and began fumbling with his wide, black belt. Ginny shook her head and sighed, knowing exactly why Linda's reaction was so instinctual. The mother turned her head and seemed to notice the girl in the abbreviated elf costume for the first time. "Oh," she said, her hands still undoing the belt. "Is she your chaperone, to make sure we behave?" "No, she's not my chaperone," Santa said, smiling and shaking his head. "She's my indispensable helper, without whom Christmas wouldn't come this year." Ginny blushed at his description of her. "Oh, okay," Linda said, kneeling and shimmying his red pants down and freeing his monstrous cock. "As long as she doesn't interrupt me enjoying my present." Ginny blushed again, but this time the hair on the back of her neck went up and her eyes narrowed. She folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the wall and watched silently. Very silently. "Wow," Linda mused, taking his cock in both hands and staring at it. "Just when I thought nothing could get longer than that white beard of yours." Ginny blinked and frowned for a moment. White beard? It suddenly occurred to her that Linda was seeing the Santa she had always expected to see, a fat, jolly old man with a long white beard, rosy cheeks and the rest of the Dickensian nonsense. To Ginny, he still looked like the towering, red-bearded lumbersexual she knew him to actually be. Whatever sort of glamour he radiated, it worked even in sexual situations. Without a pause, Linda took Santa's thick cock into her mouth with a sigh and began bobbing back and forth along its length. Her wet lips formed a tight seal around the shaft, her hands holding on to Santa's thighs for balance. "She's doing that all wrong," Ginny sniffed to herself. "He likes it when one hand is pumping along the shaft behind your mouth and the other one is teasing his balls. I should know." Santa turned his head, smiled at her and nodded. Ginny blushed and shut up. He took Linda's head gently in his hands, caressing her hair while she sucked his cock, letting her take all the time she liked. She undid her robe with one hand, letting it fall to a puddle at her knees, now naked. She had a mom bod, Ginny noted, not bad, she was trying to keep herself fit, probably with Tae Bo and jogging or spinning, if she could find the time. Her tits were somewhat pointy, but she wasn't repulsive by any means. Ginny felt herself getting warm as she watched, one of her hands coming up to caress her tits while the other snaked down inside the short green skirt she was wearing and beneath her thong, teasing her understandably gooey cunt. She watched intently as Linda pushed farther and farther down Santa's seemingly endless shaft, breathing through her nose as she tried to reach the root. The hand she kept on his thigh for balance squeeze his pale flesh while the other was massaging her tits, pinching the nipples. She moaned around his cock as he grew harder in her mouth. Ginny leaned her head against the wall, trying to not make noise as she pleasured herself, fingers teasing through her slippery folds or circling her throbbing clit. The hand she had on her tits mimicked Linda's squeezing and pinching her nipples, causing little needles of stinging delight to shoot through her. Linda's hand moved down between her legs and her fingers began churning inside her cunt. She moaned loudly as she pleasured herself. Normally Ginny would have thought she'd wake her kid, but Santa probably had some weird sound-dampening field just to keep things like this from happening. Typical. Ginny bit her lip as she watched, her skin blushing pink as she worked herself into a silent frenzy, her wet core beginning to blossom as Linda sucked and bobbed on Santa's cock faster and faster; Both women let out a loud moan as they came, pleasure bubbling up through Ginny's body while her fingers worked madly inside her clenching, slippery tunnel. Her knees buckled and she went to the floor, still fucking herself. Linda grunted and began swallowing as Santa came, finally pulling her mouth off and panting heavily, jerking his throbbing cock frantically and splattering his pearly cum across her tits with great eagerness. Ginny slowly lifted her head, gazing at Santa and Linda through heavily-lidded eyes. She'd cum so hard just from fingering herself. Was it her proximity to Santa that caused all her sensations to be so heightened? Santa knelt as well, hugging Linda to himself and whispering in her ear. She slowly pulled her arms up and embraced him, smiling against his shoulder and nodding gently, her eyes still closed. After holding her for some time, her took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. "Okay, back to bed with you," he said gently. "You'll sleep very well tonight and Karen will come to wake you." Linda smiled dreamily and rubbed her nose against Santa's before giving it a kiss. She stood, slipped her robe back on, winked at him and left without another word. Santa watched her leave and nodded in satisfaction. "Just what she needed," he said to himself. "Okay, Virginia, I'm going to finish these last few presents and then we're; Virginia?" But Ginny was still kneeling, slumped to one side against the wall and snoring. Santa chuckled and finished the presents before picking her up and holding her limp body under one arm and his giant sack over the other shoulder before disappearing up the flue in the blink of an eye. Carnal Knowledge. "Taip! Taip! Mano Dievas!" Kuni moaned loudly as she sat on her sister's face, grinding her cunt eagerly down onto Minna's mouth. Her blonde twin clamped her arms around her sister's thighs tightly as she lapped hungrily at the slick lips above. Santa was kneeling between Minna's legs, holding them wide and thrusting back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her. Ginny was leaning against the wall once again, trying to not look exasperated. The Lithuanian girls were writhing and grinding in a frenzy, clearly enjoying their early Christmas present. It wasn't like they'd crept down and surprised Ginny and Santa, as Linda had, they had actually written to Santa, saying that their parents were away for the holiday and they wanted him to come and fuck them for Christmas. They'd been waiting patiently in the living room when Santa and Ginny appeared out of the chimney, the twins wearing nothing but their little cheerleader uniforms. Minna groaned shamelessly while she lashed her Kuni's twat with her tongue, shuddering as Santa's iron-hard rod nearly split her in half. Ginny had to admit, the blonde twins had rocking bodies, trim and tight from whatever activities they were involved in. She'd have to get into P90-X or Crossfit if she was ever going to compete with these two. "Senelis!" Minna gasped, sliding a finger up inside her sister, which Kuni ground on shamelessly. She gyrated her hips, fucking back against Santa, her fingernails digging into her sister's ass cheeks as she endured the battering waves of pleasure. "Ah, Duok man sunku!" "Pasakykite pra¨ome;" Santa replied, smiling slyly. "Pra¨om!" Minna wailed, her body almost thrashing. "Pra¨om pra¨om pra¨om! Nekankink manęs!" Santa nodded and leaned forward, pressing Minna's legs almost back against her body, his weight over her now as he sank his cock down inside her. The blonde girl almost screamed in pleasure. Kuni grappled onto Santa's neck and kissed him greedily, churning her cunt down onto Minna's glistening face. "Unreal," Ginny muttered. "And I thought I was a relentless horny machine. But you, sir, take the cake." "I would expect you of all people to understand by now," Santa said cheerfully. "Minna and Kuni have been very good this year. They're both at the top of their class, they've been socially active regarding building homeless shelters, they're both” "Over the age of eighteen?" Ginny bit out. "It's Lithuania, that wouldn't matter," Santa pointed out. "They've been very good girls and I'm duty-bound to give them what they want for Christmas." "So no point deductions for incest?" Ginny asked somewhat testily. "There weren't for you and your brother, were there?" he replied while Kuni nipped at his skin. Ginny blushed again and stopped talking. She watched while Kuni pulled herself off her sister's mouth and hastily clambered around to lie on top of her, kissing her sister while squirming her wet cunt down on Minna's. She groaned loudly when Santa pulled out of the girl below and pushed deep inside her. "Dear diary," Ginny muttered. "Having a great time in Vilnius, watching Santa skewer Lithuanian sisters;" Santa grunted and pushed in hard, his hips trembling as he started to cum. Kuni and Minna screamed into one another's mouths, hips bucking furiously. He pulled out of Kuni and slammed back into Minna, filling her with cum as well before both sisters scrambled to their knees while he stood. They swallowed his cock greedily, taking turns pumping the shaft while the other sucked on it. They kissed around the throbbing cock, licking the pearly cum off one another's faces. "Esate labai geros mergaitės," Santa breathed, holding them both gently by the back of their heads while they sucked hungrily. "Keep up the good work and Santa will see you again next year;" "If we're not still here with these two whores next Christmas;" Ginny thought darkly. Santa’s copilot. Ginny was guiding the sleigh, but she kept looking back at Santa, trying not to smirk. He was sitting beside her, a rather blank stare on his face, his eyes a little red around the edges. "I'm still sorta hungry;" he said somewhat absently. "So you actually thought 'Colorado Gold' was a brand of flour used to make baked goods?" "Note to self," he murmured. "Do not eat the brownies left out for you in Denver;" Basement Bound. Ginny followed Santa as they crept down the stairs toward the basement apartment, a prismatic glow on the wall ahead of them indicating a tree was nearby. They rounded a corner and paused. A young man dressed in X-Men boxers and a white t-shirt almost walked into them as he rubbed his eyes. He stared at them for a moment, saying absolutely nothing. After a long, awkward pause, Santa reached back into his sack and pulled out a wrapped gift which he slowly handed to the kid. The kid took it equally slowly and unwrapped it, his eyes widening as several deluxe editions of the newest PC games were revealed. The kid smiled sheepishly and sighed. "Thanks, now that I know you're real." "You don't seem happy, Kevin," Santa said, obviously concerned. "You've been great all year and these are what you wanted, right?" "I; yeah, they are," sighed the kid. "At least, that's what I told everyone I wanted. My friends and I, we're all gamers, and this is amazing, but;" "But;" Santa pressed. "Well, Christmas is also my birthday," Kevin said. "Here I am, eighteen finally, and I still haven't had sex with a girl yet." Santa smiled. "Well, I normally deal exclusively in Christmas wishes rather than birthdays, but perhaps this year I can help you out there, Kevin." Kevin raised an eyebrow. "Virginia," Santa stated, looking at her. "I give you Kevin the Boy. Return unto me Kevin the Man." Ginny couldn't believe what she said next. "Thought you'd never ask, Big Red;" She walked forward and took the games out of Kevin's hands, tossing them over her shoulder. Santa grabbed them hastily out of the air as Ginny poked a finger into Kevin's chest and pressed him up against the wall. His eyes were wide, not at all sure what was happening. "Santa's already given you your Christmas presents," Ginny said as she knelt in front of him and tugged at his boxers. "Which means it's up to me to give you a happy birthday;" She pulled the boxers down and tossed them aside. His cock was limp but she could already tell it was swelling with excitement. Rather than teasing the poor virgin, Ginny stroked his shaft and slid her mouth all the way down, deep-throating him. Kevin shuddered and groaned loudly. "Make all the noise you want, you won't wake your parents upstairs," Ginny mentioned, pulling her mouth off his cock for a moment and pumping the shaft with her hand while she looked up at him. "The big man here has some sort of sound-dampening field or some shit so that he doesn't get caught busting into people's houses." Kevin's hands flattened against the wall and his fingers flexed as she slid her mouth down his length again before bobbing back and forth in a slow rhythm. She felt his fingers take her by the hair and begin kneading, lost in this clearly new delight. She hummed gently, vibrating her mouth around his sensitive skin. "Well, look at you," she remarked, smiling as she pulled back and gazed at his now hard and throbbing cock, glistening with the wetness of her mouth. "That's a nice dick you've got there, Kevin. You're a grower, I'm impressed." Kevin took a deep breath. "Maybe, but it doesn't look like much when it's limp. The one time I let a girl at school see it, I was nervous and it shrunk, so she was laughing at me." "Then I'll give you a tip before I fuck you, Kevin," Ginny said, stroking the shaft and spitting on it, to keep it moist while she instructed him. "Girls can be hideous cunts about that sort of thing sometimes, but they have their own insecurities. So never bring your insecurity to the ballgame. You need to be turned on and your Johnson here on the rise by the time you get naked for her." "Uh-huh?" he said somewhat uncertainly, shivering as she bent her thumb so that the pad pressed against the top of his mushroom head every time she stroked down. He couldn't believe this was happening. Some hot Elf-chick who looked like a Warcraft mod was blowing him! "So from now on, you dominate, you got it?" Ginny said. "Make her get naked or make her turn you on so that she can see how big your cock is before you ever get out of your boxers. No girl is gonna say no to this thing when it's fully inflated, I promise." "R-really?" Kevin asked. Ginny kept her eyes locked with his but reached down under her panties for several moment before bringing her fingers up for display. They glistened wetly in the dim light. "It's made me horny, champ. And because of that cock, I need to fuck you. You with me?" Kevin just thunked his head back against the wall, closed his eyes and nodded. "Oh, and don't worry about trying to last," Ginny added. "Being around the Red Machine makes you want to fuck and cum all night. You'll be fine." She swallowed his cock with a will, determined to give this kid the best first time anyone had ever had. Her hand followed her mouth along the shaft and she hummed, swirling her tongue along its length. The kid wasn't Santa, but this would be a perfectly good ride for any girl worth fucking once he had his confidence. Her free hand worked its way back inside her panties and began fingering, teasing her wet folds and slipping inside, getting her ready for the main event. "Umm, do you want to fuck me, Kevin?" she asked, smiling up at him. "Do you want to fuck my cunt good and hard?" "Uh; yes;" he whimpered. "Say it like you mean it, Thor," she insisted, pressing her thumb along the throbbing vein on the bottom of his thick shaft. "The girl wants confidence. This cock is worth your best effort." He took several deep breaths before looking down at her and nodding. "I want to fuck you." "You do?" she asked before sliding him back down her throat. "No," he said finally, taking her under the arms and pulling her up. Ginny exhaled suddenly as his cock popped out of her mouth unexpectedly and he spun her around to press up against the wall. "I don't want to fuck you; I will fuck you." "That's my boy," Ginny breathed, her eyes flashing with sudden lust and delight. She spread her legs and tilted her hips forward, eager to feel him inside her. "Fuck me good and hard, Kevin!" "K-zon," the boy almost growled, pressing his throbbing cockhead against her entrance. "My gaming tag is K-zon and that's what the girls will call me when I fuck them!" Ginny nodded eagerly. "Good. Give it to me, K-zon;" She moaned loudly as he pushed inside her, heedless of any sense of timing or technique, but eager to be deep in a woman. He squeezed her sides as he trembled, overcome by the wet, tight sensation of her cunt gripping him. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and one leg slung over his hip as she looked into his eyes. Ginny began a pumping motion with her hips, sliding back and forth on his cock while K-zon was paralyzed by the flood of pleasure. "Alright, slugger," she whispered in a husky voice as she fucked herself on him. "Let's bust this first nut of yours quick, so you know what to expect. Don't hold back, just pound my cunt until you blow, got it?" He nodded as he buried his face in her shoulder and started pumping awkwardly with his hips, his whole body trembling. Ginny felt an unreal flush of heat coursing through her already, an intense orgasm building up inside. Holy shit, was she turned on and about to get off because she was mentoring a virgin? She pulled Kevin tight against herself and shivered, letting out a gasp while he moaned and jammed his hips up tight against hers, she could feel his cock twitching inside her as he spunked, Her own orgasm flooded over her, molten bubbles of ecstasy popping by the millions throughout her sweating, slick frame. He almost buckled at the knees, collapsing against her, panting like he'd run a marathon. Ginny smiled and caressed his hair, feeling his still-hard cock throbbing inside her. She ran her fingers over his cheek and looked into his eyes. "Ready to keep going?" she asked. "Second one's usually even better." He nodded and she pulled him down to his knees while she got on all fours, wiggling her invitingly. She winked back at him. "You know what to do, K-zon," she purred. "Show me what you're gonna do to the girls this coming year;" Without another thought, he took Ginny by the hips and slid his cock deep inside her again. Ginny moaned loudly, lowering her head to the floor and pushed back against him. She felt him begin to push back and forth and matched his rhythm by squeezing her cunt muscles around him as he slid in. His fingers dug into her hips and ass cheeks delightfully. She could tell he might last a little longer this time, but not by much. Then again, she wasn't here to teach him to be a sex god, she was here to pop his cherry and give him a birthday to remember. "Umm, right there, big man;" she panted, surprised that she meant what she was saying. She wasn't just stroking his fragile ego, she was quite serious, because he was hitting a spot in her cunt that she really liked. He had a long enough cock that it touched her pleasure spot and he was just wide enough to pleasantly stretch her so that she knew she was being fucked properly. With confidence, this kid would be a good lay. Kevin slapped his thighs against her ass cheeks and she squeaked and yelped in response. Her gooey cunt clenched him tightly, utilizing those vaginal contractions she seemed to be so damned expert at tonight. "Fuck;" Kevin grunted as he pumped his hips, his chest now glistening with sweat. "This is so much better than my hand or a fleshlight!" "Uh, and you feel a lot fucking better than a vibe," Ginny panted, still face-down and ass-up. "You're gonna make them scream, K-zon;" He seemed encouraged by her words and pumped harder, determined to make Ginny and himself cum again. He seemed to have found his rhythm and fucked her steadily, his eyes closed as he lost himself in the unreal sensation of sex with a live girl. Ginny bit at the knuckle of her middle finger, aware of how flushed and warm her body was. She could feel her wetness trickling down over her stomach from her cunt, since her ass was perched in the air. The slick, sucking noises of her sex were unmistakable. "Oh, you're doing really good, K-zon," she said breathily. "You're gonna have me cumming again before long!" Kevin seemed to be beyond words as he merely nodded hastily and kept fucking her, eyes closed and back arched. The slapping noise of his thighs against her ass was a wet one now, since they were both sweating profusely. She could feel the damp perspiration in her hairline, her mouth open and she wiped at it when she realized she was almost drooling. "Yes, K-zon!" she gasped, using the name he wanted again, pushing back against him but still letting him control the action. "Fucking make me cum! Don't hold back! Uh, fuck!" Kevin jammed his hips against her suddenly and cried out, a sound that Ginny echoed half a second later. Rapture splintered through her as she came, feeling him slamming against her as he climaxed, his pearly offering now deep inside her. Through glassy eyes, she looked around for Santa, to see if he was watching, but he was nowhere in sight. Kevin seemed ready to fall over, exhausted, but she gently pushed backward until he sat on his behind with her in his lap, facing away. Slowly she turned around and laid him on the floor, his cock still deep inside her. She put her hands on his shoulders and smiled down at him, her nipples tracing little patterns over his chest as she did so. "That was amazing, K-zon," she said quietly. "A really great addition to my night." He was still breathing heavily but nodded at her. "Thanks. It was more than I could have hoped for. I;I guess it's been a busy evening for you this way?" "Well, you're my only virgin to this point, if that's what you're asking," Ginny sighed. "The big red machine has fucked me more times tonight that I care to remember and I was nearly raped to death by Krampus, so this was exactly the sort of change of pace I needed, you know?" She sat up, still straddling him and impaled on his cock, a thought occurring to her. "Hey, Big Red," she called out. "I just let him bust in me twice, do you have any fixes dated from yesterday?" A tiny white pill flew out of the other room. She caught it deftly in her hand and popped it in her mouth. "I'm getting good at this 'time-is-fluid' shit," she giggled to herself. "Maybe I'll teach quantum physics." "You don't need a glass of water or anything?" Kevin asked, looking up at her. "Trust me, Kevin, if there's one thing I'm good at, it's swallowing." Ginny replied, smiling down at him somewhat haughtily before carefully pulling herself off his cock, causing them both to shudder and moan quietly. She knelt over his waist and sucked on his cock, cleaning their mingled cum off him and then helping him to his feet. She slipped her thong back on while Kevin retrieved his boxers. They were just straightening themselves out when Santa appeared from the other room. "Did you enjoy your birthday present, Kevin?" he asked cheerfully. "Yessir," the newly-minted young man said. "Best birthday present anyone ever received." "Glad to hear it," Santa said, nodding. "And I know it doesn't compare to what Virginia just gave you, but I think you'll be pleased with your new rig I just set up. Five terrabytes of hard drive space, thirty-two gigs of DDR4 RAM, an overclocked quad-core CPU that'll put the i7 to shame, eight fans, a nickle and copper piping coolant system and L E D to make sure everyone knows you're in the house. Oh, and I've upgraded your server to be multi-line, WAN and load-balancing. You and your guild will never lag again as long as you host." Kevin's eyes went wide. "I've got fat pipes?" Santa nodded while Ginny shook her head, understanding none of this geek talk. It only figured that Santa was a giant nerd. Kevin looked like he might faint. "Well, I've just done what you deserved," Santa mentioned. "It's Virginia who should get the credit for your night being so spectacular." "Yeah," Kevin said, blushing and smiling at her. "Thanks." "My pleasure, trust me," she said easily. "Somebody have a pen I can use?" Santa handed her one and she looked at Kevin. "Your number, dude." Kevin managed to stutter out his number, which she wrote down on her wrist before nodding in satisfaction and giving the pen back to Santa. "Alright, if I ever happen to be in Ohio for some godforsaken reason, I can look you up and give you a booty call. Sound good?" Kevin nodded dumbly. "Just remember this," she said, poking him in the chest, her voice serious. "You've got a lot to learn still. You've got a nice cock between your legs, don't treat it like a Louisville Slugger and just beat the hell out of her with it, you're better than that." He nodded. "And if a girl wants you to fuck her, she'll give you signals, so watch." Ginny added, poking his chest with her nail. "Don't assume you can just force yourself on anyone or next year it's dead spiders in your stocking, you got it?" Kevin nodded again. "Excellent," she said sweetly. "Now go to sleep, champ. Merry Christmas and happy birthday. C'mon, Santa, we have a holiday to save!" "Yes, my lady!" Santa laughed, following her out of the basement. They were back on the roof when Santa smirked at her as they climbed into the sleigh. "Dead spiders in the stocking?" She shrugged. "Isn't that what you'd give a guy if he forced himself on a girl?" "Well, no," he replied as he snapped the reins and they took off into the cold night air. "That's more of a legal issue. If he was considering it, I wouldn't have mentioned dead spiders, I'd' have been more inclined to point out that he'd spend the next few years in a cell as some fat, greasy tattooed bastard's buttery cornhole." The sleigh lurched to one side as Ginny burst out laughing. A Pretty Man. Santa stared awkwardly, making a wry face while Ginny stood off to the side, smirking. Standing in front of Santa was a very pretty young man in pale pink pajamas, his hands behind his back, one knee turned in, twisting his toe into the rug and blushing expectantly. Ginny wiped a tear away from her eye, she was trying so hard not to laugh. "Yeah, that ain't happening." Santa said finally. "But I've been so good;" the young man cooed, smiling coyly and winking. "C'mon, Santa," Ginny urged, clearly enjoying his discomfiture. "He's been so good, and you always reward your good children, don't you?" "Nice try, lady," Santa said, pressing behind his ear, apparently activating a communicator. "Get Agent 641 to me, I need a pinch hitter, stat." Santa threw a small disk on the floor while Ginny and the young boy in pink watched curiously. The device oscillated and expanded, becoming a larger disk. Seconds later it began to glow and hum. A column of rainbow light radiated up from it and a kneeling shape appeared. Seconds later, the rainbow light faded away and a lithe, comely figure stood. He had the same slender, beautiful features as the warrior-elves who had fought earlier that night, his eyes a piercing violet color, his impossibly long raven hair held in gold rings. His pale body was naked except for a tiny thong. "Holy shit snacks;" Ginny breathed as she gazed stupidly at the new arrival, feeling her thong get wet. "Ylmarin, young Trevor here has been an extra-good boy, perhaps you'd care to reward him?" Santa suggested as the inhumanly graceful being stepped off the platform. The tall being looked down at the young man named Trevor, assessing him and then nodded. "Yes, sire, I can absolutely do this." Trevor blushed furiously and giggled, covering his face. Ylmarin reached over and took the boy's hand before leading him back to the bedroom. Santa nodded and began rummaging around in his toy sack, putting items under the tree. "Okay, we got that out of the way," he said, squatting and putting items under the decidedly pink-lit tree. "Virginia, if you could hand me the, Virginia? Ginny?" He frowned and turned to look for his helper, finally sighting her. She was standing in the doorway to the bedroom and looking in. One of her hands squeezing her tits while the other had snaked down inside her panties. "Alright, go on, you little voyeur." Santa chuckled, shaking his head. "Yum yum!" she squeaked and skipped into the room, from which moans were now emanating. Seeking to be naughty. "You weren't worried about being on the Naughty List if you waited up for me?" Santa asked the dark-haired girl as she sat on her floor, watching him intently. She pushed her glasses up her nose and shook her head, pretty curly locks spilling over her shoulders as she did so. "Not worried, hmm?" he mused, observing her. "So you think you're already on the Naughty List?" The girl nodded. Ginny blinked and pursed her lips. "Why isn't she talking? Is she mute or doesn't she speak English?" Santa shook his head. "No, Ellie's just shy. She doesn't speak much at first, but once she gets going;" He knelt down in front of the girl and smiled. "Well, here I am. What is it you wanted to ask me, Ellie?" The tan girl turned her head and looked down at the floor sheepishly for several seconds before working up the nerve to speak. "I; I want my daddy, Santa." Ginny blinked. "She what, wants him back from deployment for Christmas, she wants her father to move back home;" "No, Virginia," Santa said cheerfully. "She doesn't want her father, she wants her daddy." "Oh," Ginny said, suddenly understanding. "So, now what?" "That's all she wanted for Christmas, so we give her, her daddy." Santa said simply. The girl's eyes lit up in delight and she sat up straight, looking very excited. Santa pointed behind Ellie and she turned to look behind herself; Her daddy stood in the doorway, his green-hazel eyes mirroring her excitement and a big grin on her face. His long, sandy-blond hair fell down to his shoulder blades. "Daddy!" Ginny squealed as she scrambled to her feet and threw herself against her daddy, kissing him feverishly. He held her tight, returning the kiss while she began pulling his clothes off him. "I missed you so much!" "Missed you too, baby;" he murmured through the kiss as he pulled her top off, exposing her lush tits. "I never had a daddy." Ginny sighed as she watched the couple get increasingly naked and feeling the now-familiar tingle building. "I should take care of that at some point." "I've got some other deliveries in the immediate area," Santa mentioned. "How about I go take care of them while you have a little fun with these two?" "Well, I'm not attracted to girls." Ginny said in a non-committal tone. "You just didn't know you were until tonight." Santa replied, smiling. "Just trust me on this, Virginia." "Well, like you said earlier, I've had you inside all my orifices, so what's the harm in trusting you now, right?" she admitted, shrugging. Would being bisexual be such a bad thing? It certainly widened her options for dating. Santa nodded and walked out of the room. Ginny turned to look at the couple she was left with, who were already splayed out on the rug, naked and pleasuring one another. Ellie was lying on top of her daddy, facing down his body and sucking on his cock hungrily while he was pulling her slippery cunt lips apart and sliding his tongue up and down her twat, making her shiver and moan. "Fuck it," Ginny said finally, stripping out of her skimpy outfit and walking up to the two of them. She laid down beside Ellie's daddy and smiled at her, both their heads over hips. "Feel like tag-teaming, babe?" Ellie looked up for a moment and nodded readily. Ginny smiled and leaned in, flicking her tongue against the tip of his cock. The curly-haired girl giggled and joined Ginny in teasing the throbbing cock, taking turns sliding their tongue up and down the shaft while the other swirled her tongue around the head and took it into her mouth, starting to bob up and down. Ginny felt herself getting really wet and pressed her lips to Ellie's around the head of her daddy's cock, kissing her. They both moaned as their tongues tangled around the glistening head. Ginny's hand slipped into the girl's hair, wrapping in it to hold her in place. Ellie smelled like strawberries and Ginny felt herself getting wetter as she took in the scent. "Daddy," whimpered the girl. "Fuck me;" Ginny knelt up while the other girl straddled her daddy's hips, facing down his body. Her sticky cunt was positioned over his throbbing cock and Ginny took hold of it and guided it home. Ellie sighed almost in relief as she sank down, his cock filling her. Smiling wickedly, Ginny made Ellie lie back along her daddy's body and the girl gasped as her put his hands on her tits and held her. As Ellie and her daddy began to squirm and writhe, her glistening cunt swallowing his cock greedily, Ginny bent down and tongued at the shaft as it slid back and forth through her lips. She pressed her thumb gently on Ellie's clit, causing her to shudder and moan loudly. Then her tongue traced a slow route around the engorged cunt lips, teasing her new girl lover. Ellie whimpered and panted, begging her daddy to fuck her harder. Ginny sucked Ellie's clit into her mouth and was rewarded with a strangled cry from above. She fondled the sac in front of her gently and pressed on the throbbing vein. Her cunt was getting wetter with each passing moment and she needed to know if Ellie would share; Without another word, she crawled over Ellie and settled down on top of her, her tits squashing into the succulent set below. She moved around until she felt her cunt pressed to Ellie's and the magical, rhythmic motion of the cock still pumping in and out of her. She shuddered as their lips and clits met and they wrapped their arms around one another, kissing shamelessly. Tongues snaked and writhed as they moaned into one another's mouths. "Daddy," panted the younger girl. "Fuck Santa's elf-girl; fuck her please;" Ginny felt her own ferocious desire rising as the cock slurped out of Ellie and pressed against her. She groaned gutturally as she felt the head penetrate and then she pressed down eagerly, taking it deep inside her. Still sandwiched between them, Ellie took one of Ginny's tits and sucked the nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Ginny arched her back and hissed through clenched teeth, squeezing hard on the invading cock. She ground down on Ellie's daddy, gyrating her hips and her fingers digging into the other girl's skin. Ellie sucked and bit her nipples, the delicious sting heightening her ecstasy. She body was streaming with sweat while he fucked her, Ellie's soft flesh undulating against hers. She could hear him panting and feel him stiffening and knew what happened next. With great haste and even greater reluctance, she pulled herself off the cock and knelt, pulling Ellie up into a kneeling position. She helped her daddy stand quickly while Ellie took his cock and pumped it eagerly with her hand. Once he was standing, they both attacked his cock with their mouths and hands, pleasuring him beyond endurance. He put his hand on the back of their heads and groaned loudly, his hips shuddering as he came. Both girls pressed their faces in, letting him spurt on their mouths and cheeks, hands still working the shaft quickly. The warm, sticky cum brought with it a warm flush of memories, how it always felt on her skin, the tingling, scintillating pleasure she always felt in the ardor of others. Ellie's soft tits pressed to hers, their cheeks meeting as they accepted the pearly offering, on their chins and now glazing their tits; she loved it all. She was never happier than when she was in the throes of passion with others. Was this what she was truly meant to do? Was this a Christmas epiphany? Ellie and Ginny began kissing hungrily, licking the cum off one another's faces with a fervor, then off each other's neck and tits. They returned their attention to the still twitching cock, kissing and sucking it dry. Once Ellie's daddy was spent, she laid him down and Ginny helped her snuggle into his warm, loving embrace. The girl smiled at her and giggled before blowing a kiss. Ginny gathered up her outfit and exited the apartment quietly. Not surprisingly at this point, the sleigh was just pulling back onto the roof as she arrived. Santa smiled at her. "So did you know I was bi all these years?" she asked as she clambered into the seat and beside him and snuggled into his side as they took off. He nodded. "Not my place to rob you of your journey of self-discovery, though." "Maybe," she sighed. "But think about all the fun I've missed out on, not playing with girls too. Doubling the size of my dating pool might have made a difference." "You've always been who you're meant to be, Virginia," he said cheerfully. "And your little epiphany tonight is going to have big implications in the year to come. Trust me." Her eyes widened. "For real?" "Would I lie?" Santa laughed. Ginny in the sleigh. Ginny was lying back in the plush red seat of the sleigh, her chest heaving as she stared at the pre-dawn sky. Her little elf-outfit was almost in shreds and she was missing one of her shoes. Even Santa looked a little worn. "So that's what sex with an entire sorority house feels like;" she said distantly. "Kinda gives me a new respect for those college quarterbacks. Those girls are animals." Santa nodded. "I have to admit, that wore me out a little too, which is saying something. And before you ask, yes, they have all been good this past year and they sent me one letter asking for Santa to fuck them as a sorority, so that really was their Christmas present." Ginny nodded. "That and the four metric tons of vibrators, dildos, eggs, anal beads, ben-wa balls and lingerie I saw you drop off; and about thirty Sybians." "They're a really good sorority house." Santa admitted. Ginny just stared at the sky. "Hard to believe that you're brought up a certain way, being told that good kids act a certain way, only to find out that being a total mega-slut is not grounds for being added to the Naughty List but sneaking cookies when mom told you not to is." "I didn't make the rules," Santa said, shrugging, but then he paused. "Oh, wait; ya know, I probably did, a long, long time ago." Ginny giggled tiredly. "This has been the longest and most oversexed night of my life, and that's saying something for me. Where are we headed, Big Man?" "Well, it's almost dawn." Santa said, looking east. "I'm going to have to drop you off before long now that my rounds are done." "Yeah," Ginny said somewhat reluctantly. "Since I don't have a house, I guess you should drop me off at my parents' place. I can't exactly tell 'em that my house was destroyed in a massive battle between Santa's elves and Krampus, but maybe they'll believe a gas main exploded." "You can't lie, Virginia, we've been over this." Santa said firmly. "Well I can't really tell them the truth either, can I?" Ginny pointed out, hoping she didn't sound too quarrelsome. "I know;" he said quietly, still guiding the sleigh. The soared through the dark sky for some time, saying nothing. Eventually, Ginny began to make out shapes in the night, sleek silhouettes that looked almost like slender, jet-powered Skidoos, being ridden by beings in strange armor with glowing runes and wild mans of hair. "Just my guardians," Santa said in an assuring tone. "Making sure there are no last-minute attempts to thwart us." The earth far below them took on a white cast and Ginny knew that they were above a region covered in snow. She couldn't feel it, but she could sense the cold air around them as the sleigh angled down, heading to the ground. The landing was predictably smooth and they finally came to a stop, flanked by the jet bikes and their unsettling warriors. Santa jumped out and helped Ginny down, smiling at her and wrapping her in a warm, furry red blanket from head to toe. When he pulled it off her, she was no dressed in a stylish red velvet dress, trimmed in white and ending on her upper thighs to show lots of leg. Her calf-high boots were red and edged with white, with adorable little poms dangling from the side. She even had a white poof to keep her hands warm and the Santa hat she now wore kept her ears toasty. "You look beautiful," he said as he waved in front of himself to conjure an ice mirror that reflected her image perfectly. "And without you, Virginia, there wouldn't have been a Christmas this year. You need to understand that." Ginny blushed prettily and walked alongside him, petting the reindeers as she walked by. She even gave Donner a kiss on the nose and the beast snorted and blushed, pawing the ground. They walked casually through the snow, holding hands until they were approached by several people. Ginny's eyes went wide, these were all women, clad in black armor with baroque chest plates reminiscent of bustiers. They all wore their hair bobbed, universally black or platinum in color and they carried savage-looking rifles or flamethrowers. They all knelt reverently as Santa approached. "Do I want to know?" Ginny breathed. "My personal guard," Santa said, nodding to the women as he passed through them. "Orphan girls I've saved from a cruel world. They're fanatically devoted to me, even beyond my elves." Her mouth was somewhat dry when she asked the next question. "Do you; you know;" "Yes, Virginia," he said, saving her the difficulty of asking. "They're also my lovers. When they're not fighting for me or standing guard, they live in the bliss I seem uniquely capable of giving women." "That doesn't sound like such a bad life," Ginny said, a hopeful tone in her voice. "I mean, I'm no orphan, but I'd say we pretty compatible sexually. Aren't we?" He turned and took her gently by the arms, smiling warmly down into her eyes in that way that made her knees go weak. Other people may have seen the fat old jolly man, but she could see only the copper-haired and bearded giant with eyes deeper than a galaxy and a boyish smile that she knew she'd always love. "You're right, Virginia, you're not an orphan," he said quietly. "These girls had no future. I have no right to rob you of yours. And believe me, you don't want to miss it." He took her hand and kept walking, snow gently falling as they walked through the stands of tall trees. When they emerged on the far side, he grinned and gestured grandly in front of them. Ginny's eyes went wide. Across the clearing was her lovely home, looking as good as new. Squads of warrior-elves stood guard menacingly around the perimeter while other, smaller beings she more associated with the Christmas story elves scampered around, making final adjustments to the domicile. "Like the whole thing never happened," Santa declared. "And there are even some improvements, I might add." "Ya don't say," Ginny said somewhat absently, still staring in disbelief. All sign of the titan battle fought on her property less than twelve hours ago were gone. "Uh; improvements?" Santa nodded. "We added solar panels and some subtle wind turbines, so you can officially live off the grid. Water's hooked up to a local artesian well. Improved your internet connection, you get about two hundred megabits per second, not to mention the fact that we connected you to our servers, so the Tor Network and the Deep Web have nothing on you for security and anonymity." "Wow;" was all she seemed to be able to say. "Let's see, we reinforced the frame and the roof, you could probably get hit by a meteor and barely notice," Santa continued. "Windows are made of transparent aluminum, they're durable, to say the least." "No bugs crashing through my bay windows?" she asked. "Actually got a nifty physics trick for you

The job offer notification pops up on my phone early on Christmas Eve. It's a short-term role helping with overnight deliveries. The regular delivery driver has hurt his back and needs an offsider for heavy lifting.Nick's Helper is a short story by Robert Fairhead from the Tall And True writers' website.Read the story on Tall And True: https://www.tallandtrue.com.au/fiction/short-stories/nicks-helperListen to all podcast episodes on Tall And True Short Reads: https://www.tallandtrueshortreads.comEpisode 13, The Gift: https://www.tallandtrueshortreads.com/the-gift/Episode 52, The Special Tree: https://www.tallandtrueshortreads.com/the-special-tree/Season Five Trailer: https://www.tallandtrueshortreads.com/introducing-season-five/Support the podcast: https://supporter.acast.com/tall-and-true-short-readsBuy Robert's short story and microfiction collections online:• Amazon Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/Robert-Fairhead/e/B086HZ36NM• Apple Books: https://books.apple.com/us/author/robert-fairhead/id1436773436• Rakuten Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/au/en/author/robert-fairheadPodcast Theme and Sound EffectsRoyalty-free music from Pixabay.com: Beethoven Piano Sonata No. 15 in D major, Op. 28 'Pastorale' – IV. Rondo. Allegro ma non-Troppo, performed by Karine Gilanyan.Sound effects licensed under Creative Commons 0 from FreeSound.org:• Phone Notification: https://freesound.org/people/katjajansen1997/sounds/538006/• Phone Vibration: https://freesound.org/people/Breviceps/sounds/515295/• Santa Bells: https://freesound.org/people/BrianJamesLong/sounds/330415/• Kids Laughing: https://freesound.org/people/Iamgiorgio/sounds/371342/• Door Slammed: https://freesound.org/people/TiesWijnen/sounds/455540/Production NotesTall And True Short Reads is produced using Audacity.Episodes are recorded in Sydney, Australia, on the traditional lands of the Gadigal People.Acast Podcast Supporter PageSupport this show http://supporter.acast.com/tall-and-true-short-reads. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Christmas Eve with the Shuttleworths

The runaway has returned. After thirty years of silence, thirty years of a carefully constructed life built on the ashes of his real identity, Matthew Klein stands once again on Damson Way. But the boy who fled Bayville on Christmas Eve, 1995 no longer exists. His house is gone — nothing but a snow-covered void between two aging homes. His family is gone — consumed by flames that he alone escaped. And the town has moved on, rebuilt itself over the tragedy like scar tissue covering a wound that never properly healed.But something in Bayville remembers.Nicole Ward still lives next door, in the same house where a ten-year-old Matthew pounded on the door while his family burned. She agreed to talk. She has answers — about that night, about what happened after, about her husband Wilbur, who is "gone" in a way that doesn't seem to grieve her. Tomorrow morning, over breakfast, the past will finally speak.If Matthew survives the night.The advent calendar traveled with him, buzzing and humming for six hours like something alive and hungry. When he finally opened door twelve in a frozen motel parking lot, it answered with a violent eruption of flies and writhing maggots — decay made manifest, spilling over his hands and onto the snow.Back in Marshport, the air still smells of smoke and no one can find the source. Mason whispers about a tall man in black who visits his room, a stranger his son insists his father knows. And somewhere between the empty lot at 625 Damson Way and the secrets Nicole Ward has kept for three decades, the truth waits like something coiled in the dark.Twelve doors opened. Twelve horrors unleashed.The calendar is only halfway finished.Get the print version of the novel: https://weirddarkness.com/AdventOfEvil#WeirdDarkness #ChristmasHorror #HolidayHorror #SupernaturalThriller #HauntedCalendar #DarkChristmas #HorrorStory #DemonicEvil #CreepyTales #YuletideTerror

Alonso & Jacks are back to dive into the newest Netflix Christmas movie Jingle Bell Heist — a holiday rom-com with equal parts mischief and heart.ABOUT JINGLE BELL HEISTAt the height of the holiday season, two strangers — retail worker Sophia and repairman Nick — reluctantly team up to rob one of London's most famous department stores on Christmas Eve. As their heist plans unfold, secrets surface and unexpected feelings begin to grow, proving that sometimes the best kind of trouble leads straight to the heart.AIR DATE & PLATFORM FOR JINGLE BELL HEISTNovember 26, 2025 | NetflixCAST & CREW OF JINGLE BELL HEISTOlivia Holt as SophiaConnor Swindells as NickLucy Punch as Cynthia SterlingBRAN'S JINGLE BELL HEIST SYNOPSISThe movie kicks off with a guy and a gal about to rob a joint. He says, “Let me do it, I have a record.” She says, “Let me do it, I can break into the safe.” They both go for it.Cut back two weeks. We see this same gal, Sophia, pickpocket a guy who's being mean to some buskers. Then we see that guy from the beginning, Nick, trying to find a new flat — but they're all too expensive.We see Sophia go to work at a fancy store called Sterlings, the same one she was planning to rob at the beginning. She hates it when people are mean. When a woman mistreats an employee, Sophia steals her dog's diamond collar.Nick, who works at a cell phone repair shop, is able to watch the Sterlings security cameras and sees her do this — and also sees her steal some petty cash. But there's a good reason: her mom is very sick and needs an expensive treatment.Nick visits her the next day, asks if she knows where he could find a diamond collar, and hands her a USB before scurrying off. That night, she watches it: it's a video of her stealing, with a message to meet him the next day.She does, and he blackmails her into helping him rob the Sterlings security locker. She says no way — while pickpocketing his locker. Needing the money, she agrees to help him in exchange for a cut, because she knows his identity as the guy who installed the security footage and who was arrested for stealing already.They successfully break in — but everything in the locker is already gone. They decide to call a truce.The next day at work, Sophia finds out that someone really did steal all the stuff (she suspects Nick) but also overhears that Sterling keeps $500,000 in cash in his personal office safe. She goes to talk to Nick about it and overhears him having a conversation with his ex about her and their kid moving away. He promises Sophia he didn't rob the store without her, and they agree to work together again.Sophia discovers the type of safe it is and assures Nick she can crack it. But they need a key fob that generates a new code every sixty seconds, which Sterling keeps in his bedroom. She tells Nick they need to figure out a way to get him into Sterling's bedroom to steal the fob.Nick admits to Sophia he never actually stole from Sterlings. The owner did it himself for the insurance money. He framed Nick, who took a plea deal for a shorter prison sentence so he wouldn't miss his daughter's life.They consider giving up — until they find out that Sterling's wife (who hates him) will be at a fancy gala. They hatch a plan to get him there, seduce her, and have her bring him back to her place — hopefully stealing the fob along the way.They get all fancy and head to the gala. It works. But when they get back to her place, they find out she recognized him. They've been found out. She offers to give them the fob if they cut her into the deal.They hatch a new plan to break in after the store closes on Christmas Eve. The fob works, but when the door opens, they discover another door that requires Sterling's DNA to unlock. All is lost — until Sophia gives her DNA. Turns out Sterling is her dad. Her mom worked there, Sterling got her mom pregnant, then fired her and cut her off completely.They get in and put the money in a bag. On their way out, a security guard comes to investigate. They hide but are caught when Nick sneezes. They make a run for it but are ultimately caught. Sophia says she'll take the fall if she can give her mom her cut, so that he can be with his daughter. Before running out, she gives Nick a kiss.While they're being chased, Sterling shows up with the police to see what's been taken. When the locker opens, all the stolen goods from the vault are in there.Cynthia (Sterling's wife) had told Sophia and Nick she didn't want a cut of the money — she wanted Sterling arrested so she could take over the company. She promised to take care of them for their help. She also told them where Sterling hid his stolen goods before the insurance claim went through. Sophia and Nick moved all those goods into the safe so Sterling would get caught for insurance fraud. It works.When the security guard recognizes Sophia, she tells him what she knows, and he lets her go free. Nick and Sophia meet back up later, and, of course, they share a kiss. Watch the show on Youtube - www.deckthehallmark.com/youtubeInterested in advertising on the show? Email bran@deckthehallmark.com Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

Have you been chasing peace and joy? In this message from Christmas Eve 2018, Judah Smith explores how we've been offered three life-changing gifts available to anyone who receives them- peace, joy and a life made right with God. If you're craving calm, clarity or a fresh sense of purpose, this message will meet you right where you are. SUBSCRIBE TODAY for Weekly Service messages, Daily Guided Prayers, & more! Download the FREE Churchome app in the Apple App store or Google Play store! https://www.churchome.org/app

The holidays can feel overwhelming—shopping, decorating, cooking, and trying to create picture-perfect moments. Yet Scripture reminds us that amid the chaos, the true gift of Christmas is Christ Himself. Just as Mary gave birth in a humble stable without the comforts she expected, we too are called to make room for Jesus in the midst of our busy, stressful seasons (Luke 2:7). By simplifying, prioritizing, and focusing on His presence, we discover that the peace and joy of Christmas don’t come from perfection—they come from Him. Highlights Holiday stress often overshadows the true purpose of Christmas: celebrating Jesus’ birth. Mary’s humble circumstances remind us that God’s plans don’t rely on comfort or convenience. Simplifying holiday tasks—limiting gifts, delegating meals, reducing activities—can create space for Christ. Focusing on Jesus transforms ordinary moments into meaningful celebrations. Gratitude for God’s provision, even amid financial or personal challenges, brings peace. Small adjustments in expectations allow families to experience joy without unnecessary stress. Making intentional space for Christ is the ultimate gift we can give ourselves and others. Gift Inspiration: Crosswalk's Holiday Gift Guide Looking for a meaningful way to celebrate the season? Check out our Holiday Gift Guide—from beautifully illustrated Bibles and devotionals to novels, greeting cards, and picture books, there’s something for everyone on your list. Wrap up stories for loved ones, tuck a book into your own nightstand, and join us in celebrating the wonder of giving this Christmas! Full Transcript Below: Preparing Him Room: Making Space for Christ This ChristmasBy: Michelle Lazurek Bible Reading:“…and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.” - Luke 2:7 It was all too much to bear. When my kids were little, they talked about what they wanted for Christmas for months. They made their list for Santa, wrote him letters, and even dropped it in the mailbox. As a mother, I would do anything to give them the perfect Christmas. I made sure they got everything they asked for, even if it meant starting early and taking money out of our paycheck each week to save for Christmas presents. But one year, my husband was planting a church, and finances were just too tight. I did my best to get the kids the presents that they wanted. But with all the wrapping, shopping, and a full-time job, while my husband was church planting, it added more stress to my life than I cared to admit. Although it was a magical moment to watch my kids open gifts on Christmas morning, the stress and irritation of all the preparation beforehand made it feel as if it simply wasn't worth it. I was putting all this stress on myself to write Christmas cards, decorate the house, and care for my children, in addition to working at a daycare where I cared for two- and three-year-olds all day long, only to come home to my own set of two- and three-year-olds. This would be enough to make anyone feel the extra weight of stress. Compelled by the idea of giving my kids the perfect Christmas, I stressed myself out, worrying about finances and spending all my extra time wrapping presents and writing cards. When Christmas Day came, I had created a holiday that would have made even Norman Rockwell jealous. But it was missing one thing: Jesus. Although my family and I attended Christmas Eve services, my kids lit candles, sang songs, and watched Christmas specials, it felt as if Jesus was missing from the holiday. Because it was so focused on the moment of opening gifts and getting my family what they wanted for Christmas, it felt as if I had wasted all my time and energy creating a magical moment that would only last a moment. Because of all the stress, I had laid aside my quiet time with the Lord, neglected to pray, and hadn't picked up my Bible in months. For a holiday that should be focused on the actual reason for this season, I had forgotten to make space for Christ. Maybe you can relate to the story above. All the Christmas wrapping, giving, and writing Christmas cards may seem too much to bear during the holiday season for you as well. Maybe buying gifts, long lines at the store, mounting traffic, and increasingly mean people seem like too much stress for you to bear, too. But it doesn't have to be this way. Mary experienced a similar situation. As she made the long travel, heavy in the throes of labor, I imagine she expected a comfortable room with which to give birth. But when she found out that there was no room at the inn, her expectations quickly shattered. But Mary didn't give in to the stress or leave God out of her situation. Instead, she made the best of what she had. She traveled to a nearby stable and, in less-than-ideal conditions, gave birth to our Savior, who, in turn, has given generations eternal life. Although Mary's situation was less than ideal, she still completed her ultimate purpose. The Christmas story can give us hope that, despite what we might be going through —financial struggles, health crises, loss of loved ones, etc.—we can find hope. While our situation for the holidays seems less than spectacular, we can make do with what God has given us. There's no better time than the Christmas season to give thanks for all that God has done. Minimize Christmas shopping this year. Opt to give gift cards rather than wrapping a bunch of presents. Limit the number of gifts you give to each person. Explain to them that finances are too tight this year, and the stress is just too much. Your stressful situation can quickly become less so with a bit of understanding and compassion from your family members. Ask family members to pitch in this year by giving food for the holiday meal, or skip hosting the traditional holiday meal and go out for dinner instead. Whatever you need to do to make the best of your holiday situation, take Mary's example and don't forget the ultimate purpose of why we celebrate Christmas. Father, let us be people who make space for you during the holiday season. Let us not crowd you out with copious amounts of gifts, wrapping, and decorating. Instead, let us remember the ultimate gift you have given us and live our lives knowing that we have already received the best gift of all. Amen. Intersecting Faith & Life: Is Christmas too stressful for you this year? What is one step you can take to reduce the stress and make your Christmas situation a little more bearable? Further Reading:Luke 1:41-44 Discover more Christian podcasts at lifeaudio.com and inquire about advertising opportunities at lifeaudio.com/contact-us.

The NBA Cup wraps on Tuesday, at long last, and we can get back to some measure of normalcy until Christmas Eve. But this week comes with its own set of challenges, with 13 teams playing only twice and just THREE teams with a packed 4-game week. The Old Man Squad has a PATREON now. It's $1 and doesn't get a single benefit. It is entirely to support the mission here but won't change anything we do. https://www.patreon.com/cw/oldmansquad Follow Dan Besbris on Twitter: https://x.com/danbesbris Find Dan on the brand new BlueSky social network: https://bit.ly/3Vo5M0N Check out Dan's Google Sheet with Ranks, Weekly Streaming Schedule Charts & Injury Replacement Adds FREE! https://bit.ly/3XrAdEW Listen and subscribe on iTunes: https://apple.co/3XiUzQK Listen and subscribe on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3ACCHYe Float on over to the new Old Man Squad Sports Network YouTube page to watch videos from the network's top talent: https://bit.ly/46Z6fvb Join the Old Man Squad Discord to chat with Dan and all the other hosts: https://t.co/aY9cqDrgRY Follow Old Man Squad Fantasy on Instagram for all our short videos: https://bit.ly/3ZQbxrt Podcast logo by https://twitter.com/freekeepoints Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

In this episode, revisit Nanny and Nelly as they welcome an unexpected - and hungry - guest on Christmas Eve.Narrated by: Thomas JonesWritten by: Lottie FinklaireWelcome to Snuggle! The best kid's story-telling podcast. Enter a cozy world of imagination perfect for bedtime, quiet time, or any time you want to embark on an enchanting adventure. Our cozy stories present a wide selection of calming tales for not just kids and toddlers, but for the whole family too! Enjoy some relaxing family time every day, when the children can parents can snuggle up together and venture into imaginative worlds, fairy tales, and other heartwarming stories. Develop deeper connections when you make Snuggle stories a routine at bedtime or anytime!Learn more at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠slumberstudios.com/snuggle⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠To enjoy ad-free listening and exclusive bonus episodes, start your 7-day free trial of Snuggle Premium: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://snuggle.supercast.com/⁠

Fluent Fiction - Dutch: A Winter Quest: Discovering Magic and Friendship in Keukenhof Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/nl/episode/2025-12-14-08-38-20-nl Story Transcript:Nl: De lucht was ijzig blauw, en de geur van verse sneeuw hing in de lucht boven Keukenhof Gardens.En: The sky was icy blue, and the scent of fresh snow hung in the air above Keukenhof Gardens.Nl: De winter had het park getransformeerd in een magische wonderland.En: Winter had transformed the park into a magical wonderland.Nl: Sprookjesachtige lichtjes fonkelden langs de paden, en delicate ijssculpturen stonden trots naast de kale bomen.En: Fairy-tale lights twinkled along the paths, and delicate ice sculptures stood proudly next to the bare trees.Nl: Het was kerstavond, en overal klonk zachtjes klassieke kerstmuziek.En: It was Christmas Eve, and soft classical Christmas music played everywhere.Nl: Sanne liep door het park, diep in gedachten verzonken.En: Sanne walked through the park, deep in thought.Nl: Ze droeg een dikke, wollen muts en een warme sjaal om zich tegen de kou te beschermen.En: She wore a thick, woolen hat and a warm scarf to protect herself against the cold.Nl: Als gepassioneerde tuinier was ze op zoek naar de mysterieuze wintertulp.En: As a passionate gardener, she was searching for the mysterious winter tulip.Nl: Volgens geruchten werd deze zeldzame bloem ergens in het park tentoongesteld, maar de precieze locatie bleef geheim.En: Rumor had it that this rare flower was on display somewhere in the park, but the exact location remained a secret.Nl: Niet ver bij haar vandaan was Bram, met zijn camera paraat.En: Not far from her was Bram, with his camera at the ready.Nl: Hij was op zoek naar het perfecte winterplaatje voor zijn portfolio.En: He was looking for the perfect winter shot for his portfolio.Nl: De ijsachtige schoonheid van het winterfestival had hem al meerdere mooie foto's opgeleverd, maar hij wilde iets bijzonders vangen, een moment dat de magie van de kerst zou vastleggen.En: The icy beauty of the winter festival had already provided him with several beautiful photos, but he wanted to capture something special, a moment that would encapsulate the magic of Christmas.Nl: Sanne en Bram ontmoetten elkaar bij een bedekt pad, hun paden kruisten elkaar als door een wonder.En: Sanne and Bram met on a covered path, their paths crossing as if by wonder.Nl: Sanne keek naar Bram, zijn camera stevig in zijn handen, en besloot dat ze wel wat hulp kon gebruiken.En: Sanne looked at Bram, his camera held firmly in his hands, and decided she could use some help.Nl: Bram, op zoek naar iets meer dan alleen een mooie foto, zag de vastberadenblik in Sanne's ogen en legde zijn spullen neer.En: Bram, looking for something more than just a beautiful photo, saw the determined look in Sanne's eyes and set down his gear.Nl: "Samen kunnen we die tulp vinden," stelde Sanne voor met een glimlach.En: "Together, we can find that tulip," Sanne suggested with a smile.Nl: "Jij bent goed met het ontdekken van mooie plekken, en ik kan je vertellen wanneer we hem hebben gevonden."En: "You're good at discovering beautiful places, and I can tell you when we've found it."Nl: Bram knikte.En: Bram nodded.Nl: "Laten we het proberen.En: "Let's give it a try.Nl: En misschien kunnen we iets vinden wat zelfs nog meer de moeite waard is."En: And maybe we can find something even more worthwhile."Nl: Ze liepen samen verder, hun adem als wolkjes in de koude lucht.En: They continued walking together, their breath forming little clouds in the cold air.Nl: De tijd tikte door, en de zon zakte langzaam lager, de dag was bijna voorbij.En: Time ticked by, and the sun sank slowly lower, the day was nearly over.Nl: Maar net toen ze dachten dat de zonsondergang hen te snel af zou zijn, werd hun geduld beloond.En: But just when they thought the sunset would beat them, their patience was rewarded.Nl: In een afgelegen open plek, omgeven door met rijp bedekte bomen, bloeide de wintertulp fier op de bevroren grond.En: In a secluded clearing, surrounded by frost-covered trees, the winter tulip bloomed proudly on the frozen ground.Nl: De bloem was prachtig met zijn rijke kleuren die fel afstaken tegen het witte sneeuwdek.En: The flower was stunning with its rich colors standing starkly against the white snow cover.Nl: Sanne's ogen straalden van vreugde en Bram maakte snel een aantal foto's.En: Sanne's eyes shone with joy, and Bram quickly took several photos.Nl: De foto's legden niet alleen de zeldzame schoonheid van de bloem vast, maar ook de warme glans in Sanne's glimlach.En: The photos captured not only the rare beauty of the flower but also the warm glow in Sanne's smile.Nl: De hemel begon te sneeuwen, kleine vlokken dwarrelden omlaag terwijl de schemering inviel.En: The sky began to snow, little flakes drifting down as twilight fell.Nl: Ze brak de stilte met een tevreden zucht.En: She broke the silence with a contented sigh.Nl: De lichten rondom hen flikkerden aan, verlichte kerstversieringen glommen vrolijk.En: The lights around them flickered on, illuminated Christmas decorations gleaming cheerfully.Nl: Met hun gloved handen samengevouwen om een mok verrukkelijke warme chocolademelk, zaten ze op een bankje en keken naar de fonkelende kerstlampjes.En: With their gloved hands wrapped around a mug of delightful hot chocolate, they sat on a bench and watched the twinkling Christmas lights.Nl: Samen beseften ze dat deze zoektocht hen niet alleen de perfecte foto en de perfecte bloem had gebracht, maar ook een onverwachte vriendschap.En: Together, they realized that this quest had brought them not only the perfect photo and the perfect flower but also an unexpected friendship.Nl: Sanne realiseerde zich dat niet alleen haar zoektocht naar kennis belangrijk was, maar ook de mensen die ze op haar pad ontmoette.En: Sanne realized that not only her quest for knowledge was important but also the people she met along the way.Nl: Bram ontdekte de voldoening van een verhaal dat verder ging dan alleen een beeld.En: Bram discovered the satisfaction of a story that went beyond just an image.Nl: Terwijl de laatste lichtjes aangingen, wisten ze dat dit kerstfeest een bijzondere herinnering werd, een herinnering aan vriendschap en onverwachte ontdekkingen.En: As the last lights came on, they knew that this Christmas celebration became a special memory, a memory of friendship and unexpected discoveries. Vocabulary Words:icy: ijzigtransformed: getransformeerdmagical: magischewonderland: wonderlandfairy-tale: sprookjesachtigetwinkled: fonkeldendelicate: delicatesculptures: ijssculpturenpaths: padenpassionate: gepassioneerdegardener: tuinierrare: zeldzamerumor: geruchtenmysterious: mysterieuzesecret: geheimportfolio: portfolioencapsulate: vastleggendetermined: vastberadenbliksecluded: afgelegenclearing: open plekbloomed: bloeidefrost-covered: met rijp bedekteglow: glanstwilight: schemeringcontented: tevredenflickered: flikkerdendelightful: verrukkelijkefriendship: vriendschaprealization: realiseerdediscovery: ontdekkingen

Pastor Gina preaches on this fifth Sunday in the season of Advent. Join us for worship every week at 9:00 and 10:30 am or live-streaming on our website at 9:00 am. Join us for worship on Christmas Eve at 2:00, 4:00, 8:00, and 10:00 pm or live-streaming on our website at 8:00 pm.

Trapped by the blizzard, Sarah searches the cabin for answers—and finds more than she bargained for. Hidden passages run through the walls like veins. Scratches mark the inside of closet doors. And in decades of family photographs, the same impossible shape appears in every frame, watching from windows and doorways. A letter from her grandmother reveals the horrifying truth: something has lived in this cabin since before it was built. It took Sarah's aunt in 1962. Now, on Christmas Eve, Lily has vanished into a hidden door—following the voice of a man who's been waiting for decades.Unlock an ad-free podcast experience with Caloroga Shark Media! Get all our shows on any player you love, hassle free! For Apple users, hit the banner on your Apple podcasts app. For Spotify or other players, visit caloroga.com/plus. No plug-ins needed!Subscribe now for exclusive shows like 'Palace Intrigue,' and get bonus content from Deep Crown (our exclusive Palace Insider!) Or get 'Daily Comedy News,' and '5 Good News Stories' with no commercials! Plans start at $4.99 per month, or save 20% with a yearly plan at $49.99. Join today and help support the show!We now have Merch!  FREE SHIPPING! Check out all the products like T-shirts, mugs, bags, jackets and more with logos and slogans from your favorite shows! Did we mention there's free shipping? Get 10% off with code NewMerch10 Go to Caloroga.comGet more info from Caloroga Shark Media and if you have any comments, suggestions, or just want to get in touch our email is info@caloroga.com

Fluent Fiction - Norwegian: A Christmas Eve Adventure: Friendship Shines Over Geirangerfjord Find the full episode transcript, vocabulary words, and more:fluentfiction.com/no/episode/2025-12-14-08-38-20-no Story Transcript:No: Nordlyset danset over Geirangerfjord.En: The northern lights danced over the Geirangerfjord.No: Det var julaften.En: It was Christmas Eve.No: Lars, Ingrid, og Knut sto ved starten av stien.En: Lars, Ingrid, and Knut stood at the start of the trail.No: De ønsket å nå utsiktspunktet ved fjorden.En: They wanted to reach the viewpoint by the fjord.No: Det var vinter, og snøen lå tykk over landskapet.En: It was winter, and the snow lay thick over the landscape.No: Lars, alltid klar for eventyr, ledet an.En: Lars, always ready for adventure, led the way.No: Men på en glatte flekk snublet Lars.En: But on a slippery patch, Lars stumbled.No: Han landet skjevt, og et smerteskrik fylte luften.En: He landed awkwardly, and a cry of pain filled the air.No: "Å nei," sa Ingrid, som straks bøyde seg ned ved siden hans.En: "Oh no," said Ingrid, immediately bending down beside him.No: "Det ser ut som du har forstuing i ankelen.En: "It looks like you have a sprained ankle."No: "Knut, alltid praktisk, undersøkte foten.En: Knut, always practical, examined the foot.No: "Du kan ikke gå videre," sa han.En: "You can't go any further," he said.No: "Men vi kan ikke snu nå.En: "But we can't turn back now.No: Vi må finne en løsning.En: We have to find a solution."No: "Lars kjente skuffelsen, men han visste at Ingrid og Knut alltid hadde gode ideer.En: Lars felt disappointment, but he knew that Ingrid and Knut always had good ideas.No: Ingrid foreslo å bruke skogen rundt dem til noe nyttig.En: Ingrid suggested using the forest around them for something useful.No: "Hva om vi lager et julepiknik?En: "What if we make a Christmas picnic?No: Her, nærmest fjorden?En: Here, near the fjord?"No: "Knut hadde en annen tanke.En: Knut had another idea.No: "Hva om vi lager en improvisert slede?En: "What if we make an improvised sled?No: Så kan vi få deg til utsiktspunktet.En: Then we can get you to the viewpoint.No: Der kan vi ha en fin piknik.En: There we can have a nice picnic."No: "Ingrid nikket.En: Ingrid nodded.No: Hun samlet grener og Knut fant et stykke tau i sekken sin.En: She gathered branches, and Knut found a piece of rope in his backpack.No: Sammen jobbet de hardt og raskt.En: Together they worked hard and quickly.No: Lars, sittende på en stein, beundret vennenes oppfinnsomhet.En: Lars, sitting on a rock, admired his friends' ingenuity.No: Så, med gryende entusiasme, satte Knut håndverket i verk.En: Then, with growing enthusiasm, Knut set the craft into action.No: De plasserte Lars forsiktig på sleden.En: They carefully placed Lars on the sled.No: Ingrid tok tauet, og Knut hjalp til å trekke.En: Ingrid took the rope, and Knut helped pull.No: Små steg og stor besluttsomhet førte dem fremover.En: Small steps and great determination led them forward.No: Ved solnedgang nådde de toppen.En: By sunset, they reached the top.No: Fjorden under var et syn av skinnende is og myk snø.En: The fjord below was a sight of shimmering ice and soft snow.No: Ingrid ordnet med julematen.En: Ingrid arranged the Christmas food.No: Smørbrød og småkaker ble delt.En: Sandwiches and cookies were shared.No: Kakaoen var varm og trøstende.En: The cocoa was warm and comforting.No: Lars så utover landskapet.En: Lars looked out over the landscape.No: Han kjente takknemlighet.En: He felt gratitude.No: "Jeg ville aldri gjort dette uten dere," sa han.En: "I would never have done this without you," he said.No: Ingrid smilte, og Knut klappet ham på skulderen.En: Ingrid smiled, and Knut patted him on the shoulder.No: Sammenfulgte de med historier og latter mens solen gikk ned.En: Together, they continued with stories and laughter as the sun went down.No: Den oransje gløden reflekterte over snødekte fjell.En: The orange glow reflected over the snow-covered mountains.No: Lars lærte hvor viktig det var å være fleksibel, og at ekte venner alltid er der når det trengs.En: Lars learned how important it was to be flexible, and that true friends are always there when needed.No: Geirangerfjorden, med sitt storslåtte vinterteater, ble et minne de aldri ville glemme.En: The Geirangerfjord, with its magnificent winter theater, became a memory they would never forget.No: Det ble en jul med eventyr, vennskap og nye perspektiver.En: It turned into a Christmas of adventure, friendship, and new perspectives.No: En reise mot utsikten, mot lyset, og inspirasjonen av virkelig, ekte samhold.En: A journey towards the view, towards the light, and the inspiration of true, genuine togetherness. Vocabulary Words:northern lights: nordlysetfjord: fjordentrail: stienslippery: glattestumbled: snubletawkwardly: skjevtcry of pain: smerteskriksprained: forstuingdisappointment: skuffelsensolution: løsningforest: skogenimprovised: improvisertsled: sledeadmired: beundretingenuity: oppfinnsomhetenthusiasm: entusiasmeshimmering: skinnendegratitude: takknemlighetflexible: fleksibelgenuine: ektetogetherness: samholdmagnificent: storslåtteinspiration: inspirasjonenthick: tykkviewpoint: utsiktspunktetbending: bøydesolutions: løsningsmperspectives: perspektivercomforting: trøstendegrowing: gryende

Why We Do Christmas MESSAGE SUMMARY: Introduction: We are still in the season of Advent, which means “coming” or “arrival”. The Church begins this season of “arrival” or Advent as the time we recognize and celebrate the “arrival” of Jesus – both Jesus' “first coming” and His “second coming”. We celebrate Jesus' “first coming” on Christmas Eve. The season of Advent is, also, a season of hope; and Advent is the beginning of our Church's “New Year”. Message:  What does Christmas mean to you? “Could we be missing the point of what Christmas is all about”? Irrespective of all the personal, social and cultural noise we encounter around the Christmas season, we must not lose sight of the fact that Christmas is all and only about Jesus. At Christmas, we celebrate the birth of the most important person that ever lived – the God and man Jesus. Is this birth and life of the Incarnate and unique Son of God, as both the Creator of the Universe and the Savior of humankind, true? The answer is a resounding “Yes!” because Jesus birth and life are based upon historical evidence. Also, the birth of Jesus is God coming among us in a desire to have a personal relationship with us and with all people. If God is so desirous of a personal relationship with us, why did God go to so much trouble to bring Jesus to us? Because, every time we sin, we are building a barrier between us and God – God is Holy, and He cannot relate to sin. Therefore, God's Grace provided Jesus as both the means of our Salvation and as an intermediary (i.e. Jesus is both God and a human without sin) from which we can have God's desired personal relationship with us. However, when Jesus died on the cross, He took on all sin and became the required and once offered sacrificial payment for all sin. Jesus birth, life, death and Resurrection became the doorway for our personal relationship with God. As Jesus tells us in Mark 10:45: “For even the Son of Man {Jesus}came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”. “God loves us because of who God is.” Why do so few of us accept God's offered gift of Salvation through His Grace? When those not yet believing look at the lives of those of us that believe, they, often, they see us living by the fruit of the flesh rather than by the fruit of the Spirit – our hypocrisy. Also, God's offer is rejected because He may require us to give up some sin that we enjoy. Additionally, some believe that the cost of becoming a Christian is too great; however, the cost of not becoming a Christian is far greater than the cost of becoming a Christian and accepting God's offer. Many refuse God's gift because they believe that they are not worthy or good enough for God and His gift. They are correct; none of us are worthy of God's gift, but that is the point – Jesus' birth, life, death and Resurrection provide us with the means a path to be worthy of God's gift. Is Jesus your Savior? God has given you the greatest Christmas gift that you will ever receive. Have you accepted His Gift and opened His gift into your life? If not, then why not? With your hands open, you can accept God's Christmas gift by saying: “I am sorry; thank you; and please”.   TODAY'S PRAYER: Lord, Sabbath rest is truly an unbelievable gift! Thank you that there is nothing I can do to earn your love; it comes without any strings attached. As I close my eyes for these few minutes before you, all I can say is, thank you! In Jesus' name, amen.  Scazzero, Peter. Emotionally Healthy Spirituality Day by Day (p. 133). Zondervan. Kindle Edition. TODAY'S AFFIRMATION: I affirm that because of what God has done for me in His Son, Jesus, I AM FORGIVEN. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. (1 John 1:9). SCRIPTURE REFERENCE (ESV): Mark 10:45; John 15:13; John 3:16-17; Galatians 5:18-25. (Click the blue below to read the full Bible text for these scripture references in BOLD.). A WORD FROM THE LORD WEBSITE: www.AWFTL.org WEBSITE LINK TO DR. BEACH'S DAILY DEVOTIONAL – “Is Your Faith Yours, or Is Your Faith a Faith Derivative of the Faith of Others?”: https://awordfromthelord.org/devotional/ DONATE TO AWFTL: https://mygiving.secure.force.com/GXDonateNow?id=a0Ui000000DglsqEAB

In Episode 518, Ryan and Jose discuss the recent phsical release of Hellraiser 2022, plus some other Hellraiser-related news and a chance to win an autographed Clive Barker Book. .  This is the Clive Barker Podcast, where long-time fans Ryan and Jose interview guests, bring you the news, and take deep dives into Barker-related stuff. Sponsor : Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination | Pinterest | ETSY Store Check out his recent paintings, "Self Acceptance",  Fireflies,  The Waiting Room II, Sponsor : Ed Martinez YouTube Channel 1992 Fangoria Weenend of Horrors, Chicago Costume Contest Sponsor : The Now Playing Podcast Catching Up News From The Reef Booksweeps: Enter to Win 10 Books Hellraiser 2022 4K Blu-Ray set : Order Here Prop Dude replicas of the Hellraiser 2022 Lament Configurations on Etsy Simon Bamford on Scream Princess Podcast Coming Next Book Club of Blood: Rawhead Rex Portrait Study 2025 In Review Patreon Members Shout-Out (Become a Patron) David Anderson Erik Van T' Holt Daniel Elven Amanda Stewart Bradley Gartz Matthew Batten Bennett Jesse Clara Leslie Timothy Ramakers Terry Murdock Sponsor: Don Bertram's Celebrate Imagination Sponsor, Ed Martinez YouTube Channel Sponsor : The Now Playing Podcast New from Patreon Extended interview with Peter Atkins Texas Frightmare Memories The Lost World of the EctoSphere And this podcast, having no beginning will have no end.  web www.clivebarkercast.com Apple Podcasts,  Android,  Amazon Music, Spotify, Pandora, Libsyn, Tunein, iHeart Radio, Pocket Casts, Radio.com, and YouTube and Facebook: | BarkerCast Listeners Group | Occupy Midian  BlueSky | Reddit | Discord Community Support the show Buy Our Book: The BarkerCast Interviews Occupy Midian  Hardcover | Kindle | Apple Become a Patreon Patron | Buy a T-Shirt Music is by Ray Norrish All Links and show notes in their Entirety can be found at https://www.clivebarkercast.com AI Summary Summary Hellraiser News Page Updates Ryan and José discussed updates to a news page, including a book sweep promotion and details about a Hellraiser release. They explored a website for a Turbine release and discovered Etsy listings for 3D-printed Hellraiser prop replicas. José planned to add a link to the Etsy shop to the news page. Hellraiser Lament and Podcast Updates The team discussed the Hellraiser 2022 lament configurations and a potential impact on a shop owner. They reviewed updates on Simon Vanford and Nicholas Vince, including an upcoming podcast appearance. José and Ryan expressed frustration about the complexity of coordinating with various platforms and people for episode planning. They also discussed an Ultra HD Blu-ray release, noting its region-free status and the challenges of international shipping. The conversation concluded with a brief mention of starting to record episode 518 of the Clive Barker Podcast. Clive Barker Book and Blu-ray News Ryan and José discussed two main topics: a book sweep contest offering autographed Clive Barker books, and the announcement of Hellraiser 2022 on Blu-ray. They noted that Book Sweeps was running a contest to win 10 autographed books, including one by Clive Barker, and shared their own experiences with collecting signed editions. Regarding Hellraiser, they reported that a German website was offering a steelbook Blu-ray edition priced at 34.99 euros, which included Ultra HD and bonus features, though they expressed uncertainty about international shipping and customs costs. Hellraiser 4K Release Discussion Ryan and José discussed the upcoming 4K Ultra HD release of Hellraiser, which will include multiple covers, a 56-page booklet, and exclusive bonus materials. They admired the artwork and discussed the different versions available, including steelbooks and media books. José mentioned receiving a private commission poster for Hellbound and expressed interest in obtaining a copy of the Hellraiser release. They also briefly touched on the recent merger of Shout Factory and Filmrise, and discussed the lack of a physical release for Hellraiser in the United States. Etsy Puzzle Boxes and Podcast José shared information about a vendor on Etsy selling various geometric puzzle box configurations, including the Leviathan, Lament, and other shapes, with prices ranging from $65. Ryan and José discussed the different shapes and sizes of the boxes. José also mentioned that Simon Bamford would be appearing on the Scream Princess Podcast on Christmas Eve, where he would discuss his role in the upcoming movie and potentially share new stories from his time in Romania. Rawhead Rex Project Updates Ryan and José discussed upcoming projects related to Rawhead Rex, including a short story, graphic novel, and audio commentary, scheduled for release in 2025 and 2026. They expressed gratitude to Patreon members and sponsors and confirmed that Bennett had responded to the questionnaire. José mentioned a call from Michael Plumities about his upcoming book release and potential podcast appearance, which Ryan approved. They also noted the completion of Kickstarter rewards and the need to finalize details for the second printing of the book. Book Adaptation Project Discussion José and Ryan discussed a book project that started as a TV show script, became a novel, then a graphic novel, and is now returning to being a novel. José mentioned that the author is working on a second book and plans to adapt the first book into a graphic novel. They agreed to schedule an interview with the author around January or February, allowing Ryan time to read the book first. José noted that the author is open to discussing the connection between his work and "Nightbreed," though they want to avoid making it seem too derivative. Rawhead Rex Episode Postponed Ryan and José discussed that they would inform Ed that they would not be doing a Rawhead Rex episode this week due to David's absence, opting instead to produce a news episode. They also talked about how the movie adaptation of Rawhead Rex significantly changed the story, including altering the city's name and the characters' backgrounds. José mentioned finding some interesting information about the original art sketches and the reasons behind Eclipse Comics' closure, and planned to share these findings with Ryan. Rawhead Rex Artwork Analysis José and Ryan discussed the artwork for Rawhead Rex, including a fan-made poster for $25 and the challenges of finding certain websites. They analyzed the movie's design choices, noting the unnecessary armor and boots that obscured the character's human shape. José shared a blog post explaining why the Rawhead Rex graphic novel was never made, involving Neil Gaiman and a contract issue. They also briefly touched on José's work on the Barcocast book. Second Printing ISBN and Barcode Discussion José and Ryan discussed a second printing for multiple formats of a book, including Apple Books, Kindle, paperback, and hardcover, each requiring specific ISBNs and barcodes. They agreed on a cost of around $350 for the ISBNs and barcodes. José mentioned needing to save a document and continue working on the second print, while Ryan planned to have dinner and address malware issues on the website. They agreed to continue discussions later in the week about further steps. Book Second Edition Planning Meeting José and Ryan discussed the second edition of a book, including corrections and distribution across various platforms. They reviewed recent sales data from KDP and considered the financial implications of the second printing. They agreed to reschedule a meeting with David to the 17th and planned to review additional information about ISPNs.

The sequence has been revealed. YES. L. M. 2. 3. What Matthew and his brother Steven unleashed with a spirit board thirty years ago left its fingerprints on the calendar's tenth door — a message hidden in plain sight, waiting for him to finally understand.Now the calendar has made its intentions unmistakable. A small cloth flag bearing the colors of Bayville, New York emerged from door eleven. Maroon. White. Mustard-yellow. A sun rising over hills. The emblem of a town Matthew fled as a ten-year-old boy, his family's screams still echoing in his ears as flames devoured everything he knew.He hasn't been back since. Hasn't spoken the name aloud in decades. The Kleins — his foster parents — gave him a new identity, a new life, a chance to bury the nightmare beneath thirty years of carefully constructed normalcy. But the calendar has been methodically excavating that grave since December first, and now it demands he return to where the bones are buried.Pastor Hart won't answer his calls. Detective Davenport watches him like a hawk circling wounded prey. His badge and gun sit in Lieutenant Sears' office, stripped away along with any authority he once had. The only person left standing beside him is Anika, and even she cannot follow where the calendar is pointing.Bayville awaits. The charred remains of his childhood home. The memories of a brother whose spirit now walks through Marshport, trailing ash and ember, whispering secrets to anyone who will listen. The truth about what crawled out of that spirit board on Christmas Eve, 1995.Thirteen doors remain sealed. Thirteen days until Christmas.Matthew Klein is going home. But the boy who ran from those flames died in them too — and whatever emerges from Bayville may not be the same man who entered.Get the print version of the novel: https://weirddarkness.com/AdventOfEvil#WeirdDarkness #ChristmasHorror #HolidayHorror #SupernaturalThriller #HauntedCalendar #DarkChristmas #HorrorStory #DemonicEvil #CreepyTales #YuletideTerror

Inbox of Oddities: Holiday Hauntings, Freak Flags & Fiery Volcanoes In this festive Inbox of Oddities, Kat and JG unwrap a sleigh-load of eerie encounters, laugh-out-loud listener mishaps, and heartwarming Freak Fam moments just in time for the holidays. From a funeral home organ that plays itself long after burial (yes, really) to a mysterious roadside prophet who triggers a time-slip radio broadcast in the desert, this episode is packed with true stories that are as strange as they are unforgettable. Listeners share everything from a ghost calmly straightening sheet music hours after her service, to hot-coffee courtroom déjà vu, to the world's most enthusiastic quilter recommending alien-language movies. We've also got community favorites: what your Spotify Wrapped reveals about your listening obsession, how kids describe the hosts' voices (“nice on my ears”), and how one Freak Fam member accidentally taught her child to shout “butthole water” in a grocery store. You'll hear about chicken prosthetic arms gifted for the holidays, a listener's pivotal tip that made its way to the RCMP, and touching tributes to beloved pets who helped their humans through hard times. Plus: live-volcano videos from Hawaii, a cave that stores Gone With the Wind and The Wizard of Oz, and tales of freak flags waving proudly at 11:11. Whether it's paranormal activity, bizarre coincidences, unlikely emotional support from podcasts, or stories that push Kat to cry and JG to consider wearing a cardigan and pipe on Christmas Eve, this episode celebrates everything weird, wonderful, heartfelt, and Freak-Fam-approved. This Box contains the following ingredients: True paranormal stories, funeral-home ghost encounters, eerie organ music, bizarre coincidences, listener-submitted mysteries, UFO-friendly anecdotes, holiday oddities, emotional pet tributes, viral Spotify Wrapped stats, and heartwarming Freak Fam messages. Perfect for fans of strange phenomena, supernatural stories, weird history, spooky listener emails, and comedy-meets-creepy storytelling. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices