Three years ago, Skye hand painted a Christmas canvas for the white elephant gift exchange at Robby’s Christmas Party.
It went, well, not well.
(If you follow.)
Then, last year, she decided to forfeit handmade and instead brought a fancy copy of The Dark Knight, a seemingly unstoppable crowd favorite.
It, too, went poorly.
So there was some excitement (in my mind) for this year’s gift exchange.
Skye brought some popcorn and spy glasses and a copy of the movie Unknown.
(It wasn’t a spy movie, the glasses were unrelated – a superpower extra, if you will.)
She’d quite liked the movie and who can argue with buttery food?
(No one, presumably.)
So we sat in a circle and Robby explained the rules and gifts were picked and ooh’d and ah’d over and finally someone picked up Skye’s present.
The best part of the annual opening of Skye’s provided present is the first sentence uttered.
This year the recipient was Sarah, and she opened Skye’s gift saying, “Oh, a DVD, I can’t watch this.”
Not that Unknown is beyond her sensibilities, or that she’s going on an electronics hiatus for the coming year, but Sarah is our friend who moved to Japan.
Where she lives with her Japanese computer and Japanese DVD player and can only watch DVDs that are regional to Japan.
It’s okay though, because she was the last trade and thus was able to force it upon someone else.
(Who, as it turns out, was Skye herself.)
But the curse of Skye’s present continues.
I was able to snag one of the gifts from Sarah and her boyfriend and thus got amazing, Japanese goodness in my bag.
So it was a banner gift exchange year for me.
And for Skye, there’s always next year.
Apparently I don’t have any good photos of Skye opening gifts
That first photo
Is possibly the only side picture of me
Without a triple chin
So there was no way it wasn’t being shared with the world,
MeganAwkward Gift Exchange, Year Three