Last night’s holiday party at Sylvan was more pleasant than I thought. Despite the 95% Armenian attendance, we ate Chinese food and people remembered to speak in English most of the time. Of course I was happy just because I brought my family and everyone fell in love with the red-headed angel (who really was an angel.) With a huge buffet of food (with very little sugar), a small group, and only three pregnant women, I’d say the night was a definite success!
We ended with a white elephant gift exchange. Now I don’t know about the rest of you, but where I’m from “white elephant” means take-your-chances-because-this-item-is-either-regifted-or-has-been-hanging-around-in-a-closet-for-ten-years. That’s half the fun, the whole junk/treasure thing. I still remember the white elephant gift exchange at our percussion parties and how at my last party I got the final steal, and stole the coveted Jeff Foxworthy book from Dr. Taylor. (A prized possession, I assure you!)
When they announced that we’d have a white elephant gift exchange with a $10 limit I had no reason to assume things would be different this time. But they were. I regifted something my husband brought home from a holiday party/metting he had attended the night before (a waterglobe picture frame thing) and someone else gave a paint-by-number, but there were some who didn’t stay within the $10 limit (silver Lenox vase, gorgeous frames, crystal Mikasa candlesticks,) and several gifts were gift cards. I went home with a Barnes and Noble gift card from a game of pictionary and a gift card for In-N-Out from the gift exchange. I’m really excited because our family loves books, and although I try not to eat out very often, I love In-N-Out, too (and they are a better choice than McDonald’s and Burger King.) But I feel a little ripped off … gift cards take the fun out of the gift exchange, and now I feel guilty about that tacky Costco waterglobe. Maybe I should buy Arno a gift card and leave it in his box apologetically … ?