A Merry Holiday Tale.

Every year on Christmas we go to my Aunt and Uncle's house in Lancaster. This year was no different so we went over there yesterday for dinner and a present exchange. This year was spectacularly awesome because Domenica hand picked out my awesome present of pink shoes (That makes 2 pairs now) that completely kick ass.

However, this year also had its dark moment. My aunt does this German tradition of "hiding the pickle." (Suprisingly, no porn results like I thought I'd get for googling that.) Basically, it's an ornament shaped like a pickle and she hides it on the tree than all the "kids" get to find it one by one. When you find it, you get to hide it for the next group and you also get a pickle prize.

I completely suck at finding the pickle. I have no luck at all, every year I am last and usually someone has to tell me where it is. This year I was also last. However, this year I was beaten by a four year old and it was even more embarrassing. Then I couldn't find where Gabby hid the stupid pickle, she stumped me. In my defense, I would like to note that the green pickle is hid within a green tree...

It's especially delightful because everyone who isn't playing and who has already won watches you and makes comments about how much you suck. My personal favorite was my Uncle Joe with this gem: "No wonder you can't find a job, you can't even find an ornament on the tree." Then as we were leaving my dad kept asking me to find my sister which confused me because she was sitting next to him, but as everyone else except me and Domenica got, he was just making fun of me.

Oh, memories.