Just before Cmas, my family and I went to one of our favorite gift shops. We loaded up on gifts for everyone and picked out things for ourselves. One of the things I picked for myself was this Roseville vase. After we all went through together, we split up and shopped for one another (believe me, this is so much easier than trying to guess what a teenage girl or a gay man would like). One of the things I had picked out was this Roseville vase. Neither of my family members gave it a second glance, which almost assured that I'd find it in my stocking (you have to look totally disinterested in the item you're actually going to give to the recipient you're shopping with to keep the mystery). But after I finished my shopping, the vase was still there. I don't remember what the price was, but it was clear the seller didn't know what they had. So, I picked it up and when it was my turn to checkout (you have to check out when none of the recipients is is watching) I paid for it. Then, I wrapped it in my paper (we each select a paper every year and everyone wraps that person's gifts in that paper. previous year's papers are used for other groups. makes the gifts very easy to separate and no nametags) and put it under the tree.
Christmas morning, I unwrapped it and we all admired it and Sydney looked at Rob and Rob looked at Sydney and I looked at them both and asked who it was from?
Welll, uhhhh....I remember seeing it...I know where it came from...I don't remember buying you that...neither do I...
And, then I confessed.
Have a wonderful VTT. Now jump on over to Suzanne's blog and check out all the other vintage stuff folks are posting this week. Lane