Each year at the end of November it begins: my love affair with Christmas cards.
In our family Dave is the mail guy. He brings in the stack of it each day after work. And half the time I don’t even see it (except for the bills).
But not in December. Because in December I can’t wait to see what treasures the mailman brings. I love to see my friends and family…both who live close and far. Love it.
I love to see how much all the kids have grown. I love to hear what new pet someone has or how so-and-so is shining in their first grade class. I want to know about their trips and their moves. I love to see all the clever things people come up with.
In our thirteen years of marriage Dave and I have moved ten different times. And we both have humongous families. To me Christmas cards are such a great way to stay in touch with all those people who have changed how we live, how we love, who we are.
Except for this year I’m bugged at Christmas cards. Super, Duper bugged. Sure, I still feel like a mailbox/mailman groupie. BUT, I tell you, our own Christmas cards this year have thrown me for a loop.
The first one I made up and got ready to go Dave decided he didn’t love how some of us looked, and wanted to switch it out. (I put it in the blog header so we can at least see what could have been…Mark Mabry took it and he’s the BEST…but I’ll be honest, some of us…and I say “us” meaning myself, don’t look so great). But we couldn’t get a new file from Mark in time so we used one from Mexico. (Can you tell who I had to Photoshop in??? I know it’s not that convincing but I was happy I could make it semi-work…)
So I changed it (which took a long time) only to have my computer crash and lose all the “layers.” Then once I redid it and sent it in the place I get my cards printed had problems with the borders on the back, and I had to send it in three times to fix it…at the same time as I was helping a few friends I owed some serious favors with theirs. Then I had my printer problems with the addresses (last post). I wanted to cry for joy when I finally stuffed the outgoing mailbox full of them. But I still have straggling addresses all over the place and addresses I realized I never switched to my new computer, blah blah blah.
So, over and over again this year I vowed to quit the Christmas card thing.
But then, each day when I hit the mailbox, I get lured right back in…
Maybe all those problems weren’t so bad after all…
So, Happy Valentine’s Day!!! Not really, but it turned out kinda Valentines-ish. I guess we’re killing two birds with one stone.