Yes, it's true. I have it. You see once upon a time I actually made and sent out Christmas cards. I think I only did it once. They were handmade. I spent days and days on them. I used really nice paper, hand stamped them, and then used watercolor pencils to color/paint them. I was pretty proud of myself. I even made Nathan pass them out at his work. Ok, to be honest they were pretty sad looking. They didn't look anything like what I had imagined. They were a cross between 'Obsessed Stampin' Up Lady' and 'Kindergarten Holiday Project'. Poor Nathan - glad he was a good sport about it.
This year we received not one, but two, fantastic Christmas cards. The first one was from the Gleasons. Man that card was cool. I loved the comic book look to it! It was fun to read, had great photos, and I got a real feeling to how their year has gone. Plus I haven't seen Dave and Nancy in about twenty years, so it was nice to *see* old friends again.
The other one was from the Beck-O'Sullivan Family. They sent out their version of 'Twas Night Before Christmas'. I'm in love with it. The poem gives me such an amazing visual. I can actually see each of their kids - climbing the table and trying to hang from the chandelier, sledding - and coming back with a toothless grin, and texting, texting, texting.
So, maybe next year I'll dust off the ol' stamp pad and send out a kitchy card...then again, probably not.
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It All Depends On How You Look At It
This year at the Olson household (as with many other households) money is a little tight. We've been making cutbacks and re-arranging our budget. We haven't gone out and done anything crazy, like canceling cable, but we have been making some modest choices. One of these choices is the refusal to buy more Christmas paper.
You see, for some reason I have an obsessive compulsive thing with saving scraps of Christmas paper. We have more scraps then actual rolls. When we decided to wrap presents the other night, we realized exactly how low we are on good pieces of Christmas paper. We have a lot of three inch by six inch pieces, but a nice good square at least one foot by one foot?....it's not happening. Nathan looked at me with a worried expression. I said, "I've got one partial roll hidden in our closet." Whew, we have enough paper for a couple of the bigger gifts. We wrap those gifts and then....silence.
"Ha!" I scream, "I got it! It's not scraps of paper cheaply taped together. It's mosaic wrapping! IT'S ART!"
I just saved us five bucks. Nathan just smiles. Good thing he loves me.
You see, for some reason I have an obsessive compulsive thing with saving scraps of Christmas paper. We have more scraps then actual rolls. When we decided to wrap presents the other night, we realized exactly how low we are on good pieces of Christmas paper. We have a lot of three inch by six inch pieces, but a nice good square at least one foot by one foot?....it's not happening. Nathan looked at me with a worried expression. I said, "I've got one partial roll hidden in our closet." Whew, we have enough paper for a couple of the bigger gifts. We wrap those gifts and then....silence.
"Ha!" I scream, "I got it! It's not scraps of paper cheaply taped together. It's mosaic wrapping! IT'S ART!"
I just saved us five bucks. Nathan just smiles. Good thing he loves me.
