I think SD and I should trade places.
My husband tells me that Purim is a man’s YumTif. And I agree. Women though won’t give up with out a fight and have turned Shalach Manos into their battleground.
I hate making shalach manos, I couldn’t care less about themes, creativity and the whole gesheft that it has become.
See when I was single I gave Shalach Manos to a few friends. It was really just a goody exchange, with a lot of chocolate involved. Life was good.
Now that I’m married I’m socially obligated to give a whole bunch a people. While single I fell under the Shalach Manos umbrella of my parents with regard to giving grandparents, sibling, aunts and uncles, and the like. Now I have to present my very own Shalach Manos and start my own umbrella, so to speak.
It’s pathetic how conversations with married friends all turn to “So what are you doing for Purim.” I’m still telling everyone I didn’t decide yet. (At least I have one less obligation of getting into coordinating costumes, you need to have a kid for that to kick in [as a side note, couples can coordinate their costumes, but it’s ok if they don’t. It’s only when there is a child involved and the costumes, and themes don’t shtim that a stigma is placed])
But considering that there are few day left till Purim, I’ve finally come up with something. I call it my “Anti-theme”
The attached note will read,
There is no theme
And this is not a poem
(although it’s formatted like
One to fool you)
We just put stuff in here
That we like and
You did the same
The TooYoungToTeach Couple
I got 16 square black plates for $1.50 at Wal-mart, some Cellophane paper and ribbons from Target (It’s all about the presentation) And I’m putting in Dipsey Doodles, Dr. Pepper, and Peanut Butter Cups.
Whaddya giving me?