family christmas partyI went back to Belleville for the weekend. My dad's family Christmas party was on Saturday and since I'll be going back on Wednesday, I didn't want to drive that distance three times in under a week. Especially when the weather sucks this much. So I took the train. I ran into Yvon waiting in line at Union Station and we sat together on the train. I think that was the most I've talked with him since we left highschool. That was pretty cool. I'm glad he seems to be doing pretty well. I was given a particularly dastardly and cunning suggestion for the party's gift exchange. The last couple years, rather than trying to come up with things for people we generally only see once or twice a year, we've gone with a game where you can either pick a present from the pile or steal someone else's. I don't think the whole family quite gets the idea, and I'm sure it's not what Baby Jesus had in mind when He invented Santa Claus, but it's kinda fun and it gets the job done. Since the presents are given out randomly, there's not much point in trying to get personal or thoughtful about it. So I was just going to get a gift certificate (to the brand new Belleville Future Shop). But then I had an idea. How much fun was the game if everybody got good, boring, generic presents. Shouldn't there be some booby prizes out there? Like the goat behind curtain #2? So the suggestion was to get the most ridiculous and obnoxious singing animatronic Christmas toy I could find. So that's what I did. I suggeted my sister go and get the gift certificate. The two of us went to the Mall (in her new old Jeep, which was an experience in itself, and I'm not sure I've yet recovered). Sorting through the cheap Christmas mice, malfunctioning carolers and overpriced Santas, we found this cloyingly cute, big-eyed dog who sang How Much Is That Doggy in the Window ("Arf! Arf!"). It was horrible. It was perefect. My aunt picked it out from the pile and openned it. When she got it out of its box, squeezed its widdle paw and heard its plaintive cry she went "OMG! I love it!" My family's weird. comments:This post is archived. Comments are disabled. Feel free to send me email if you have something to say. | |
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