A Holiday Custom I Just Do Not Like
Heck, just look at some of the terrible other names for this unpleasant custom: Selfish Santa, Nasty Christmas, Dirty Santa — yuck!
Receiving a gift should be a pleasant experience. You should be able to look forward to the receipt, and, even if it isn’t quite to your taste, you shouldn’t expect to receive trash, for goodness’ sake! Or, if what you receive isn’t trash, then you feel sad because you know someone else farther down the line is going to steal that nice little gift from you.
I’ve been part of a few white elephant exchanges, and I have never really enjoyed them. (Particularly the first time, when I didn’t quite understand how it worked, and was disappointed when I ended up with some crappy Jean Naté cologne, after holding a cute set of coasters for a few minutes before it was snatched away from my hands by some nasty chuckling little person who had picked a higher number than me.)
The girls are participating in a white elephant exchange this afternoon, and while they may think it’s fun, I think it’s a terrible warping of a lovely season.
Because I wouldn’t want to end on such a sour note, here is a picture of one of the ornaments that we’ve made and given as gifts over the past ten years:
We have twelve of these little angels hanging from the boughs of our Christmas tree (and you can be sure the presents they’re holding aren’t white elephant junk!)