‘Tis the season.
The Christmas Card.
I love receiving the darn things.
Even the ones that inform me that Tommy received his 4th Doctorate and little Jill is simultaneously getting straight A’s, in every school club and still finds time to play every instrument known to man.
I just take it with a grain of salt—sometimes a big chunk of rock salt—but I still love opening my mailbox and seeing all the holiday joy inside.
What I struggle with is --------THE PICTURE……
I love getting the darn things.
I love having someone else take my children’s picture and sending those.
But when our pockets are empty and I have to take the picture---well—those are dark times my friend….dark times…
Here is an example:
The year is 2002 and yes, I may or may not have just learned that you could play with photos on your computer, why do you ask?
Whoa…Beanie, your other front………..
This was from last year:
And then this year:
It’s just ridiculous.
Good thing I love them.
Good thing they love me!
But I do kind of miss these days…………..
1989 was a very good year……just sayin…..