I love Christmas cards. I mean I write Victorian historicals, the era in which Christmas cards first began. I love the ones with pictures of people’s kids and furr-babies. Mostly I love the ones that come with letters telling us all about the family’s year.
When December rolls around I have every intention of sending out cards of our own. We have ridiculously cute daughters (and cats!) and we have stuff that happens that could easily go in a Christmas letter. But then the stress of the holiday starts to eat at me. The holiday to-do list grows and grows and I spend too much on presents and ultimately something has to get scratched off the list to alleviate stress and those cards are the first things to go.
I haven’t sent them in years. Since we got the girls, actually and I think I only send them two other times before that (since I’ve been married). I don’t know what it is but the whole notion of putting together cards and sending them out just makes me kinda nutty. Here’s the problem though, as I mentioned I really love getting them, but I know that people will eventually stop sending to me because they don’t receive from me. So to those of you who send me cards, please keep sending them, they make me happy. And please know that if you don’t get a card from me again this year (I can tell you right now, not gonna happen) it’s not you, it’s me.
So how about you? Where do you stand on the whole Christmas card thing? Do you like pictures or Christmas letters or just the traditional cards?