Santa Gourd

Hello my pretties, how is everyone?

Did you all have a wonderful New Year's?

I did!

There was some internal struggles due to friends and who to spend NYE with, but I made a decision and I will not go back to dwell on it. I do not regret where I spent NYE and that is that. I am, however, a little disappointed in some long time friends.

OTHERWISE, my NYE was LITERALLY a F*cking BLAST!

One I won't soon forget. :D

New Years day was a pretty chill day, lots of wii, lots of laying around, visited briefly with another friend...and that was it.

Saturday I went to a while elephant party, my first, you can say I was a virgin to the white elephant...I mean you CAN SAY THAT BUT SURE SOUNDS SICK...right? Unless you want to call....eh, never mind.

I thought and thought about what I could take...(and now I am trying to recall if any family members read this here blog...nope I don't think they do...I shall continue this story)...then New Year's Day, I woke and poof the gift came to mind.

My gramma, bless her heart, has a hobby. It's painting. She paints, paintings and the random gourd here and there.

I know, I know for real? A gourd. Yes. For real.

It's really not the gourd though that makes this story so bad, it's the painting. (oh, man, I will go to hell for this...thinks again if there any family members reading...*panic*)

Her scenic paintings are off, in scale, in perspective, etc. They don't match my decor at all. Christmas Eve we were at her house, she says, "Stacie, if there are any paintings you want for your new home, just let me know."

Shit.

I thanked her and went about the conversation the others were having. THEN she takes us into her painting room and continues to push paintings on me. What was I going to do? I had to take one.

On my way home, I giggled thinking about the upcoming White Elephant party, then quickly felt guilty about getting rid of the painting so soon after it was gifted to me.

Days went by, when it hit me. I wish I had gotten one last picture of this gourd she gave me several years ago. (Jess if you're reading, I'd love a picture of it, for shits and giggles)

It was a gourd...painted as Santa. This year when I put it out, I cringed. The kids loved that thing, I detested it. I put it inside of a cabinet that houses my stereo. That way, it could be hidden, yet in sight if the stereo was in use.

New Years morning I had the aha moment, the Santa gourd would be my item for the white elephant. It was a perfect white elephant gift.

Gramma never comes to my house on Christmas anyway, she'll never know the difference. :)

That gourd better not be in hell with me.

I just jinxed myself, didn't I? Dammit.