What the Elf!!

My mother is in her 80s, and she is a fanatic about a few things — her family, her sports, and Snoop Dogg. I am not sure where the love of Snoop came in, but it runs strong. One of my goals is to one day get her tickets to a Snoop event. It would not be a concert, because she will definitely not sit through one of those, but I am hoping to one day get her to a book signing or something.

I was posting for a new YouTube page (https://www.youtube.com/@top7in7) and decided not to reinvent the wheel — I would go to an older page I have, see what was popular, and share that info. One of the most popular posts I had was about the Elf on the Shelf. Since it “tis the season”, I decided the elf it is.

Back in my day, we did not have to have an elf on a shelf. We had the belt on the door. They never had to use it — just the threat of it was enough to keep us in line. You would often hear “Do I need to get my belt?’ The answer would of course be no ma’am or no sir, and that was the end of that.

These new kids are a bit different. You mention a belt and they mention turning you in to child protective services, so today’s parents had to come up with something else. In 2005 that something else was the Elf on the…