I have always been a bit of a social klutz. I like to blame it on my parents’ own dearth of social interactions (so I had little example from which to learn) and my Myers Briggs reading (INT/FJ) — I tend to the Introvert realm of existence.
But, I have been working on overcoming my awkwardness. One funny little one is the whole “hostess gift” thing. I have been a perennial failure at this, and always mean to do better. Well, we have just entered the primo season for those requisite tokens of appreciation, and I am off to a new start.
And I kicked it off last night with giving TWO, count ‘em TWO, little symbols of gratitude.
I made a quick stop into Whole Foods on my way to last night’s round of events and wandered the aisles looking for something more interesting than yet-another-bottle-of-wine, and finally chose a simple little Big Dipper candle already tied with a satin ribbon and locally made–love that. This seemed perfectly sweet for the first party–small and tidy, easy to carry along with me, and would require no attention at all from my host once I gifted it. And, if he doesn’t want it, it’s easy enough to re-gift.
The Subterfuge party last night would not be the place for toting a gift. It was at a public venue and any package would only be a burden on my hostess. I don’t have her physical address (modern world) so a thank you card is out. But, I can reach her online, so I bought an access code for a download from GIVE Seattle–a collection of music and video by local artists, which she can download at any convenient time. The money earned from the project supports local food banks and an arts organization; I know that my hostess will be happy about that.
Ah. I know we aren’t supposed to be all stoked about doing our social duties, but hey, I am. Whatev.
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