Write about: the secret Santa.
Late last week Kat and I realized that if we're going to put something under our (very little) tree at our house for Max to open 'from Santa' Christmas morning, two things are very, very likely to happen. One: he'll love it.
And two: he's going to want to know why Miles didn't get anything from Santa. And why we didn't either.
So we decided to use some of my points at Shoppers Drug Mart to get ourselves and Miles something small to go along with Max's present. We knew we'd have to get there without Max, which is no easy task. And then I started getting calls for work and more work and more work and... we had to scramble.
We met there after I got off work at 4 today while Max was still with Kat's parents and had a bit of fun picking things out for ourselves that we wouldn't normally get. Now we just need to wrap all the 'Santa' presents and keep them hidden until he goes to bed Christmas Eve.
"So who did you get for the office secret Santa gift exchange?"
"You know we're not supposed to tell anyb-"
"I got Shauna."
"What? Dude! Come on, not cool!"
"I just thought you should know."
"And I just thought everybody knew to keep things secret. You know, it is kinda right there in the name. Secret Santa?"
"Whatever, man. If the situation was reversed you'd tell me."
"No, I don't think that I would."
"She's your ex, man. You should know I'm getting her a present."
"Well, whatever. It's not like you're choosing to. Her name came out of the hat, you're stuck with her. No big deal, okay?"
"So... um... what are you going to get her?"