Thursday, December 11, 2008

One Man's Trash...

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***A preface to this post. If you are in my small group and you were not with me while shopping for these gifts, it is time to shut your internet browser down or spend time visiting some other sites. Otherwise, I will not be held responsible for completely spoiling the surprise of which gifts are mine. ***

This is one of my favorite times of the year. Parties, cookies, little plates crammed with too much food and white elephant gift exchanges. The time I can give completely useless and bizarre gifts and not feel one iota of guilt. And listen to all the laughter as all the other pitiful gifts are opened too. It's a sweet sound, it is.

This Saturday kicks off the first (of hopefully many) parties where we have to sneak in with our wonderfully-thought-out, tacky, tacky, tacky gifts.

And pray that no one is offended because they have the same item at home on their mantle.

I took a trip to the capital of the white elephant gift kingdom (my local Salvation Army) a few days ago and happened upon some lovely items. One of the ladies (who is going to the same party) was also there and we talked a little about that fine line between tacky gifts and "This is the most beautiful thing I've seen!" gifts.

We both took a little tour around the store and got in line to pay for our gifts, admiring each other's choices.

Then we got to the cashier and so began what seemed like a 5 minute period of the sheer loveliness of one of the items. Well, at least that's what it felt like since I was getting kicked in the shin while my friend held one of the best poker faces I've seen. She held it all together amazingly when the cashier held the item in front of her, looked at it with adoration and said, "I just think their faces are so beautiful!"

And I tried not to pee my pants holding in the laughter.

I made my purchases and laughed all the way out to my van thinking of the phrase "One man's trash is another man's treasure." A point which was even further hit home the moment I walked in the door carrying this little beauty.


I was met with SQUEALS of delight from my children and my mom's comment, "Oh - I had one of those too, except mine was a little smaller!"

It will not be staying in my house though. Sorry kids. And neither will this precious little bunny, despite it's fluffy, little cotton tail and basket full of babies.


Apparently someone finally decided that these little blue eyes just weren't for them anymore...and now they will be gracing the house of some other unfortunate person.


Courtesy of moi!






6 comments:

  1. You found some great finds. And thanks for the tip on where to find these types of treasures. I hadn't ever thought of that!

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  2. LOVE those bunnies!! LOL!!! Too funny:)

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  3. There's something a little creepy about those bunnies. Kind of like they might come to life and attack you while you sleep. The reindeer is kind of amusing, like, you laugh at it and then stick it in a box and never take it out again.

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  4. I am with "graceunbound" - the bunnies frighten me. In a polter.giest kind of way...not gonna be where I sleep!

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  5. Oh my goodness...perfection. Well done, Jo.

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