Christmas time is here.....

Tonight I go to the event of the season. The Christmas season. Once a year, a friend of ours hosts a beautiful Christmas party with all the trimmings. Presents, turkey dinner, indoor and outdoor lights, Christmas trees and beautiful Christmas music. Even his neighbors decorate their homes and everyone dresses very festively.

In August.

Which makes Christmas sweaters a bit uncomfortable.

But no worries. We get dressed up and bring a dish and go celebrate Christmas. This year we are bringing something spectacular....can't tell yet....surprise! And we have a ball, it's my favorite Christmas party of the year.

But the very best part is the presents. Each of us combs the stores all year long finding just the right gift to bring for the gift exchange. We found one of ours in March! The game is to bring the most outlandish, outrageous thing you can find--and then we all fight over who gets to keep what. In prior years we have brought a birdhouse made out of a cowboy boot, a purse made out of a lampshade or was it a lampshade made out of a purse? Tacky Christmas wreathes, glow in the dark necklaces, you get the idea. We have brought home flamingo wine glasses (plastic of course) a statue of a pig/dogs head that we lovingly refer to as our friend Mr. __________ sir that sits outside our door on the sewer post, and currently we have the creme de la creme, most fought over present.....the naked lady glasses:

These glasses are legendary. The legend is that a very prominent businessman/church elder's wife found them in a yard sale and they have been passed from house to house ever since. I've heard that one very upstanding elder served her small boys milk from them for breakfast, another built their kitchen around displaying them in a lighted cabinet, they are just the perfect holiday gift. And last year, we won them! They have been proudly standing (some parts more than others) over our dining room table keeping guard and bringing us joy for the last year.
And now we have to pass them on. That's the rule. If you win the glasses, you have to bring them back. You keep the original Peebles box and wrap them gently and kiss them goodbye. Cory was very upset about this yesterday "nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!" was his words, I believe.

But fair is fair. I'm sure we will get something equally pleasant to display in our dining room. Perhaps a macrame frog or a boxing nun. Or even a chocolate Jesus. Ok, that's a bit much, I know.

We will miss you, naked ladies....thanks for adding so much ass...I mean CLASS to our home....

Merry Christmas one and all!