Wednesday night, we were laying in bed, talking about Joe's Christmas party.
Jen: So, what did you get from the gift exchange?
Joe: Well, I started with a bottle of wine and someone stole it.
Jen: So then what did you get?
Joe: Well, I felt bad for this kid who got a bacon waver, so I stole it from him so he could get a new gift.
Jen: A bacon waver?
Joe: Yeah, a bacon waver.
Jen (sitting up): A bacon waver? Like the bacon waver we brought LAST year to your Christmas party?
Joe: We brought a bacon waver last year?
We got this bacon waver as a gift; you microwave bacon on it, but neither of us likes microwaved bacon, so we've been trying to get rid of it. He brought home the same damn bacon waver. I swear that thing will follow us to the grave.