Mistletoe Madness Blog Event featuring Hildie McQueen

Welcome to the Mistletoe Madness Blog Event!! I’ve teamed up with That’s What I’m Talking About and Blogging By Liza to bring you some fun holiday posts from a whole slew of awesome authors.


It’s is a two week event where authors with 2015 winter releases (November 2015 — January 2016) will take over our blogs with guest posts written from one of their character’s POV with a holiday theme (Christmas, Hanukkah, Festivus, New Years, etc.). There will be exclusive bonus scenes, recipes, top 10 lists… all manor of shenanigan is possible. Some authors are including giveaways, too, so be sure to check out each days’ posts! You can check out the full schedule on the Kickoff Post.

Today Hildie McQueen gives us a peek into her holiday crazy times… something we can all relate to on some degree. And at the end, she gives us a peek at a little giveaway!


The Truth about The Holidays or When Did that last kid pop out?

November comes with not only cooler weather, but the prospect of everyone’s favorite time of year.  Family gatherings, celebrations, office parties and the highly anticipated pictures on social media of an elf doing stupid crap that only the other elf followers find amusing.

By November fifth, I’m over it.  Not only is my husband constantly asking who’s coming for Thanksgiving again, but entire days are devoted to texts and calls between relatives and friends regarding the menu and world stopping questions like “Should I bring un-sweet tea for the Yankees?”

Just to clarify, I don’t cook, hence why I find this all annoying.  If you ask me, pop the damn bird in the oven until its done, smash some potatoes and crack open two cans.  Green beans and that jellied cranberry goop will finish a plate quite nicely, thank you very much.  Who cares whether the tea is sweet or gasp, un-sweet for the Yankees?  I’ll wash my food down with my third glass of Scotch on the rocks as I try to avert my gaze from the one person who always talks with food in their mouth.

When Thanksgiving dinner is finally over and I find out one of my dining room chairs got broken, then comes another holiday favorite activity.  Black day.  My friends sit around in a turkey meal stupor leafing through the newspaper.  A newspaper, we drove to six locations before we returned home empty handed only to find out someone had one in their car.  Blink. Blink.  Why do you drive around with the newspaper?  Do you get bored at red lights?

I’ll skip the “Black day” shenanigans since I never left dining room table, I was staring at some guy in a sweater vest in the JC Penney ad trying to figure out if he’d pose for a book cover.  Anyway, let’s talk about gifts.  I love shopping so much, most of the time I don’t have to leave my house to come up with gifts for a hoard of friends.  But for some reason, at Christmas, I am always short.  I don’t know what to get the men in my life, so they get socks.  Yes every year they get socks.  Don’t judge me. If you need socks, stop by, I have some in the “back closet”.

Back Closet

But something happens at Christmas, either I buy one friend twenty things cause I keep forgetting I already got her something, or I forget one and have to throw Bath and Body Works in a bag.  By the way if you got BBW from me, it doesn’t mean I forgot you….ummm….yeah.

I have like twenty-eight or maybe it’s twelve nieces and nephews.  The little shits all look the same.  I always forget one.  Still can’t figure out which sister had five kids and which one had four…or did she have six?  And, who is that one kid that always seems to morph from one day being a kid and the next day he’s got a mustache?  Then when I check again, find out he’s only ten.  Or maybe he’s fourteen now.  Anyway, I don’t remember him being born.  So the kid always gets a McDonald’s gift card, cause I get him something on the way to their house.  I forget his name, but he’s a bit chubby now.

So yeah…. have a Merry Christmas.  I’m off to check my list.  And the back closet.

Hildie McQueen



$10 Amazon Giftcard

To enter – let’s talk “back closets”, lol!! Do you keep a little stash of “extra” gift(ish) items, just in case?? A box that you collect things in all year long, so you’ve got a running start for holiday gift giving? Each comment below will be on entry. Contest starts today, and ends at midnight pacific on December 24th. Winner will be chosen and notified on December 28th. Good Luck!!


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Now that you’ve chatted a bit about your “back closet” gifts… head on over to check out the other two Mistletoe Madness blog posts today!





  1. Comment by Trina:

    No stash of gifts but I always have a box of cards laying around somewhere so I can stash some cash or gift card in. I’ve tried to stash gifts in the past but loose them. I still have a fathers day gift I haven’t given my dad for about 5 years now. It keeps moving LOL.

  2. Comment by Jess1:

    I also keep some handy gifts in a cupboard. What a lot of nieces and nephews that you have! Nice to know that there are others that do the same thing. 🙂

  3. Comment by Maureen:

    A stash of gifts would be nice but I don’t have one. I am usually behind on my Christmas shopping.

  4. Comment by Lori H:

    I started a stash a long time ago. We have 6 children and we were always needing gifts for friends, toothfairy, birthdays, etc. so when I come across a deal or sale, it’s purchased and goes in the stash box 🙂

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