Trailer Wife

DAY FOURTEEN: Christmas Cards

I am officially anti-card this Christmas. But if I didn't think they were such an epic waste of postage and paper, if I was convinced that people actually cared about receiving my little mass-produced sappy print of a puppy wearing a Santa hat or if I received more cards with an actual personal message rather than the one line blurb thought up by some Hallmark flunkie, I would send out these:

They remind me of the kind of cards my Gran might have sent out in the 50s and 60s. She was a Lutheran minister's wife, so she had hundreds of cards to write out and get off every season. She had an elaborate system of determining who on that long list deserved personal messages, and kept track of who returned the favor (after 3 years of no return card, you'd be nixed off the list!).

No posted cards from me this year, dear readers. But I will be sending out a (oh joy!) digital version with a nice, long, boring, bragging, whining family letter.