Bah-Humbug

I love a game. I love a contest. I LOVE a prize. So when the 2nd ornament exchange of the year rolled around this eveing I was a bit excited! A game(stealing) and a prize(whatever ornament you end up with)! How exciting! Until...well...until she did it.

SHE TOOK THE ORNAMENT I HAD THAT I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY LIKED. The one I won intially was beautiful like this:

Wow, I didn't realize how emotionally attached to said ornament I had become until it was no longer mine. -sigh- I still ended up with a pretty one,(in my heart however it looks more like this:)

The new ornament and I haven't bonded yet and with the bitterness and loss I feel in my heart for the really pretty one I wanted...I'm not sure we ever will. -sigh- Would it be wrong of me to cry myself to sleep over an ornament? Would it be even wronger to take out a pregnant lady?