I don't know what happened this year. In September, I told Brian that I needed to start planning for the cards, then I blinked, and it was the first day of December.
We left church, ate lunch (because: priorities) and then we came home where I bribed The Daughters to put on red tops, Santa hats and give me something to work with. We tried some inside shots with our Christmas tree and ... a hula hoop. (Don't ask because I have no idea why.)
Then, I came in and decided on a design--a postcard. See? That will save me time since I won't have to stuff the envelopes.
What has this year's Christmas experience taught me?
- First, the best laid plans of mice and mommas often go astray. (That's
ShakespeareRobert Burns, y'all. My Brit lit professor would be so proud.)
- Second, it's taught me that it's okay to get caught up in the moment. So I didn't have my cards done when I wanted them done; I was busy living life and not cleaning my house. That's still a winning combination.
- And third, honesty is the best policy--especially when it comes to Christmas cards. This is my family. This is why I blog. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
It may be Easter before y'all get your holiday cards, but you will get them.