Monday, November 27, 2006

Yank Me Again

A long while ago I wrote what is probably still my favorite blog post on this site. It sits there in the archives quietly. I thought it was sitting around doing nothing. Since I got the Sitemeter, though, it turns out that it's been driving traffic to the site almost every day. Partly it must be the season. So, go check it out, I think you'll laugh. Let me know if you need to know where to get a Dukes of Hazzard scarf.


  1. Three excuses
    1) I stayed up late writting
    2) having tea and should be coffee
    3) I'm an idiot
    I swear I can't figure out what old post you are talking about? I would assume it's the next one but the scarf thing has me thrown off. Was it called "yank me" on the first go?
    Also can you tell me more about the site meter.....who knows if I'll understand it though : )
    By the way... I am usually pissed when the people don't know what they want..... just give me some options in a couple of price ranges....ultimatelly I am looking to make you happy.

  2. Anonymous9:23 PM

    (I left my comment on the original post, but then realized that it would probably be better [and more timely] to leave it here. Sorry for the double comment post.)

    Holy mother of God, you just described my maternal grandparent's Christmas horror. Complete with the politeness, but my aunt wants it to be a TRUE "White Elephant" (that's what we call it) so she forces people to swap. It's the worst thing in the world to shop for (how are you supposed to find a cool $20 gift for both an 18 year-old female and a 50 year-old uncle?). I dread it every year.

    This is the kind of party that maybe, MAYBE might fly at an office party, but a SHOWER? Isn't part of the perk of getting married that one gets to register for the gifts one wants and then actually GET the gifts one wants?

    How did it turn out?

  3. SO funny you should mention this post, because I pulled it up JUST the other day for WeedWoman to read. She'd been invited to a party and wanted to know what it was all about. Your post is a dead-on description of the odd New England tradition, and I regularly send people to it who need a true insiders perspective.

    Oh, and Amieable, I was responsible for putting the shower together, and decided that, instead of a swap, each attendee would bring a different piece of FiestaWare, which is what the bride wanted. That way, she got the variety (everyone chose a different color) and knew that each giver spent about the same amount of money.

  4. Every year at work, we do a Yankee Swap over my vociferous objections. To me, it can be either mean-spirited or just plain wasteful. I don't need anymore junk than I already have, and I sure as heck don't need anyone else's junk. Why can't we draw names? Or adopt a family for the holidays? Strangely, that suggestion has never been picked up by my ultra-left crunchy granola co-workers.

    This year, I am giving a card that says a donation was made to a charity (of MY choosing, but I'll keep it generic -- food pantry, probably) and a chocolate bar. Put that in your pipe and smoke it!

  5. Suzanne, that's flipping BRILLIANT! I LOVE the way you think!