Yuletide Greetings, Y'all!Just a quick note to let you know that this year I am abstaining...from sending out Christmas cards.
Yes, hell is frozen solid - Lucifer is wearing a muffler and his minion are experiencing a fresh painful sensation - frostbite.
I thought I would be the last person to give up on the Hallmark tradition - coming, as I do, from a long line of greeting card-obsessed women - but I just don't have it in me this year.
The cards are bought. They're cute. You should, um, see them.
One of the boxes is open on the desk just waiting for me to sit down with a ballpoint and four books of Santa stamps, but I can't do it.
It's just such a waste to send fifty greeting cards to people - forty of whom I don't think of all year - because of an imagined obligation to uphold archaic etiquette. Snail mail? Srsly?
[And now for a more timely excuse] What a waste of natural resources and money! Think of the carbon! The CARBON, I tell you!
I, the woman who has a file full of every-occasion-appropriate cards (including the death of a pet) in her desk, am putting an end to the Christmas cards.
I don't think I'm the only one. By this time every year, Hub and I usually have a mantle full of colorful, cardboard greetings. This year - wait, let me tabulate...carry the one - we've received two.
So this is it. I'm cutting you all off. Decorate your doorframes with bits of cardboard out of the recycling bin. From a distance you can hardly tell a Christmas card from a couscous box.
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