I get the itch every year around this time. It is a season fraught with tradition and precision -- everything has to be done "just so".
I'm not sure which is greater: going for the kill or just preparing for the hunt?
No -- not the deer hunt. (I did that once, city boy that I am, and can testify of the legendary tales told by the campfire and likewise the less-than-legendary acts committed while on the prowl). Frankly,I don't have the stomach for killing animals and have never again done it.
The hunt of which I speak is the yearly search for the Christmas ornament I will send to my yet-unkown ornament exchange partner.
After doing this for a few years I've decided there is real art in the hunt for an ornament. It is not like you can go pick out Martha Stewart's best and send it off feeling good about yourself.
No way. The ornament exchange is an intimate deal. You have to get to know your trading partner and learn...