This Tuesday evening was our (“our” being Robyn and I) annual Christmakwanzakkah (we like to be inclusive) party with our super awesome girl friends. For a few years now, we’ve all used the holiday season as an excuse to get together, fight over presents, drink wine, and eat too much food (I realised as I typed that that with the exception of gifts, this sounds like most weekends, but I digress…). The past couple years we’ve adopted a theme for our secret santa gift exchange. I think this twist was suggested by me, likely because I am obsessed with theme parties and the only way to get Robyn on board is to combine the theme with gift giving. Last year we took a page from one of the great film classics (How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days) and adopted a “frost yourself” theme. This year, in part in honour of our dear Becca’s pending departure for the Big Apple, we decided to run with Canadiana.
As always, we did an awesome job with the gift giving, and this year we managed to get through it without any hair pulling (though the fight over the onesie was pretty heated). From moose prints to maple scented candles, we all took home a lovely token of each other and of the true north strong and free.
I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty sure I’ve got the best damn friends in the whole wide world. They’re pretty cute too, no?
Editors note: Thank you for reading my entirely gratuitous post. I promise to be less mushy and more awesome in 2013. In the meantime, put on your onesie and go hug someone you love.