I’m stealing a post from Peggy tonight because her stories topped mine and she doesn’t have a blog of her own. Many of you know her. If you have only met Peggy through comments on my blog, you’re in for a treat. She’s letting me tell you a little slice from her life.

Last night she hosted a small gathering of new and old friends for a delicious potluck meal (emphasis on the luck). For a fun, post-holiday gag, we had a white-elephant gift exchange. It was fun because we picked from the anonymous pile one at a time. The chooser got to select a wrapped re-gift from the pile or take one that had already been open. It was such a wacky assortment of “gifts” that it was fun to see who wanted which gift. The cooking wine was hot, as was the silly string, and the hard hat. My brother-in-law (also a random commenter) took a dive, taking a Noah's Ark teapot from one disappointed boy so the boy could reselect.

So tonight, I stopped by Peggy's. There was a tea tray littered with their dinner remains by the sink. On it was the Noah's Ark teapot (b-i-l forgot it), the cat-shaped creamer that Peggy's daughter was happy to win, & china tea cups. Evidently they had taken their dinner snuggled up for a movie in bed: Sprite and party leftovers. Peggy's daughter was sure her uncle wouldn't mind the loan of the teapot.

Doesn't that sound cozy?