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Edited on Sat Dec-18-04 06:43 PM by haele
We have 17 - but should have around 24; six for the family friend I have addresses for - and there's a few of you out there I don't have addresses for, for some reason, and eleven for relatively immediate family (counting one of my father's cousins who still sends me cards for the holidays).
At one time, I was sending out thirty cards; not only one for my unit and one for wherever I worked at the time, but I belonged to a club and that was "one of the things to do" during the obligatory holiday exchange parties.
Bleah.
My mother drilled it into my head - if you're sending cards, personalize them in one way or another. Unlike many in my family, I don't do the year-end news letters, I usually scribble out some sort of formulaic "hope everyone's handling the holidays and no one's in jail yet; wishing y'all the best over the upcoming year" and perhaps one or two other pointed comments.
It's harder now that I'm married; there's my 'Bama Bear's relatives to send to, and he's not forthcoming when it comes to scribbling his own little ray of seasonal sunshine to those folks far away. I don't mind doing it, but that's another half hour to hour of a Saturday before the 26th of December thinking of what excuses for procrastination to give to families that are traditional in nature...
Why is it that the female of the relationship ends up thinking that sort of thing is important? That it's not just the thought that counts - it's the agony of going through the effort because they deserve some sort of special, individualized thought. What's wrong with me? Arrrggghhh! My fingers hurt, and my Chancery Cursive is suffering!
At least we have a very nice holiday dolphin card to send out, with a generic holiday greeting - just in case one of the recipients isn't celebrating Xmas.
Anyway, here's to the holidays - the family and friends - the change from the old year's cycle to the new year's cycle - whatever you believe
- and not to the commercialism.
Haele
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