It’s Friday night and everyone in the house is unwell. Lloyd has a serious cold, Pfennig may have what Cricket had (we have a vet appointment tomorrow), Cricket has diarrhea (super yuck), and I have allergies. Being the most well of the group, it falls to me to make a post. Wait a minute – it falls to me every time. Those lazy cats don’t ever write a thing.
Speaking of lazy, here’s a way to save yourself an envelope! I’ve been folding up scrap paper like crazy around here. It almost makes me want to write a letter! Ha! The one thing I do even less than call people one the phone is write letters. I don’t even send out Christmas cards. Do you send out Christmas cards?
Ribs says
Nope, never send them. Have plans to do it every year, but somehow don’t get round to it. It’s online communication or no communication with me 🙂
Beth says
Every year. Since I graduated from college in 1996. This year will make 12+1 (I sent a “Christmas in July” letter one year, too.)
I’m crazy like that.
Brad says
I send one every year. Just one. To Angelina Jolie.
Beth says
Interesting. I thought MY kids were your retirement plan. Hrmph.
Annette says
At my address?? I just thought you didn’t know how to spell Annette!
Michele says
I only send out about 130 Christmas cards. I have to say it’s more of a chore than a pleasure. Maybe this year I’ll just send one … to Angelina.
Deborah says
We send them out. Which reminds me, we’d better get started on that.
Annette says
Doesn’t Lloyd preach tomorrow??? Instead of spreading the Gospel, he’ll be spreading germs.