Ellen Cross

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Thursday, December 11, 2014

eXtasy Advent Calendar, Day 6 with @ellen__cross

Thank you Beany for allowing me to come play during your blog hop *looks at all the shiny things*.

As some of you know, I come from down under in Australia, living in a small beachside town in north-eastern NSW. Our Christmases have always been blistering hot, and since I was a small child, the holiday season signalled the yearly trek to the beach for a caravanning holiday.

Now that I am grown and have a family of my own, those trips are long in the past, but as we live at the beach, we still spend a great majority of our time cooling off any way we can. And who can blame me, check out this view!!


Now, you may think to yourself, "How awesome is that?" well, in my household at least, the Christmas holiday season is the time to stock up on band-aids, panadol, antiseptic lotion, sunscreen, and insect repellant. That's right....the holidays mean arming myself until my bathroom cabinet almost looks like a pharmacy and I carry a first aid kit with me everywhere. And for good reason. With five boys, each holiday season see's at least one person in my family ending up at the E.R needing stitches, x-rays, or so sunburnt they make a lobster look pale. So, while you enjoy your festive season making snowmen, rugging up and carrying a never-ending  supply of tissues for those endlessly dripping noses, think of us Aussie mums who are making great impersonations of boy scouts with out motto, be prepared for anything!


This next pic looks so innocent and cute, right? My youngest needed six stitches to his thigh from a sharp edge on this seaside rock pool the year before last.

And this lovely mysterious allergic reaction happened the last holidays. Those spotches spread all over his chest and back, too. lol.

For my giveaway, I am offering the choice of two books.
Holly's Healing is a MFM contemporary romance, while Cole in his Stocking is a MM paranormal romance.


To go into the draw for one of these Christmas stories, simply let me know what war stories you have of holiday's past, to go into the draw. One lucky commentator will be randomly picked.  Best of luck everyone, and a safe and enjoyable festive season to you all!!
Today's word to collect is:
Don't forget to check back at the The Book Carousel on Facebook tomorrow, to find out where to go for tomorrow's word :)


  1. Great blog post... We don't have wars at Christmas its the only day of the year no one is allowed to even raise there voice. Its the day for families to reunite in a loving family...

  2. Goodness me your children are in the wars but being children I bet they soon shake it off and carry on playing. We have a quiet Christmas we also live by the beach to but it would be freezing on the beach at Christmas time.

  3. Great post. The only war we had was a silent one between my mum and nan that didnt really effect anything but that we didnt get Christmas dinner at there house that night, lol

  4. Almost sounds as if you need a vacation from your vacation, Ellen.

  5. I really enjoyed reading your post. Who knew the shoreline could be so treacherous! Your books are awesome. Please keep them coming :)

  6. Can't think of any war stories (course my kids are only 3 and almost 6). marie.mattingly88@yahoo.com

  7. Thank you for being part of this holiday blog hop, for kindly offering one of your books as a gift and for sharing your sons experiences with rock pools, if we tried to that in the UK at this time of year we would get very cold indeed :) It can be a bit of a war zone at Christmas, partly as we have to keep peace with certain fractions who are not fond of each other so have different days for them to come over or go to them, oh what fun :)

  8. Don't have any stories to share. Worst that ever happened was one year I got a small burn when taking the ham out of the oven by getting to close to the inside while reaching for the pan. But that just may be because it is winter here for the holiday. Now summer get-togethers are a totally different story. My younger daughter once got grazed in the head by a bat when the family was playing baseball at a July 4th BBQ. Took only four stitches to close but the poor girl had long hair and couldn't wash it for a week. She still has a small spot on her head that doesn't grow hair anymore, even almost 20 years later.

    1. that was supposed to say "Don't have any Christmas stories to share" :)