In my family we used to do an adult grab bag gift on Christmas. Then it turned into an adult white elephant grab bag gift on Christmas. Then it turned into adult white elephant-bring-whatever-old-crap-you-want-to-get-rid-of-and-hide-it-in-the-owner's-house-when-she's-not-looking grab bag gift.* Last year I "got" or "won" or "couldn't get anyone else to take back out of my house" a pizzazz. And so that pizzazz sat on the dining room table... until Jeti got tired of looking at it and moved it out of sight into the office... where it sat, until Ruger flooded the office** and Jeti moved it down to the basement (wow I'm lazy). The topic of the pizzazz came back up a few weeks ago when Jeti was talking about guys making food at his work. I said I would gladly donate it to his coworkers. He came back this week and said he sold it to a guy for $20. Atta boy.
*To be fair, we did this at the MC's house before I began hosting Christmas.
**I should tell that story on here.
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Proving once again that he's a keeper.
Do not care what you blog about. Just happy to read your stuff again. Page Turner
New Christmas game….
Bring your treasures, Jeti sells 'em.. highest income wins!!!
Anybody at work wanna buy some skiing santas?!?
The Bride is smart, and she always has the best game ideas!
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