I went to a Mom's Night Out holiday party last night where there was a White Elephant Gift Exchange. Well, as you know, we got rid of most of our earthly positions a couple of months ago, so we didn't exactly hold on to anything that was anywhere close to White Elephant material.
So I brought a roll of paper towels.
And this is what I came home with:
Two cute winter hats in exchange for a roll of paper towels... not a bad deal.
Another topic: We have a small library that we go to here. It's so small, they don't have an impersonal book drop to the side where we can inconspicuously drop an enormous amount of books. Instead, the book drop is located right underneath the reception desk. So, one or two times a week, I squat down below the reception desk and unload at least 20-25 books, knowing full well that the one or two people behind the desk are going to have to put them away at some point. I totally over-utilize the library staff, and they can see me, sitting there, doing it.
Anyway, so the other day I requested The Red Book by Carl Jung and it came in. This is what the book looked like (which must even more endear me to the library staff, right?):