Holiday Cards-Part 1

Last year, in 2003, I sent out my very first set of my own personalized Christmas Cards. It was the first year I had not done them in conjuction with my mother. I was living apart from my mother at the time and decided I had many loved ones I wanted to send holiday greetings to. So, I did. I enclosed a picture of me and a special poem related to Christmas. This year, it's no different. I'm enclosing a picture and a poem and I plan on doing so every year for the rest of my life. I enjoy making out the holiday cards because they remind of who's important in my life; who enriches it and brings me joy and love. I bought these cool lables for my computer printer last week at Wal-Mart and so I don't have to spend endless hours trying desperately to reaptedly write my own address as well as where I'm sending the card to. I have nice writing, sometimes, but anymore, I much prefer to type-it's so much easier and neater. It took me a while to figure out how to work the darn labels-but once I did, I liked it so much that I decided to fill out my actaul address book the same way. I must say it looks very, very nice! Now, today, I am going to fit the poem to the cards and maybe address the envelopes, but maybe not. My main concern today is getting the peom to fit on the inside of the cards. Next week, I'll get a roll of film developed and try to find a decent, recent picture of me to go in there. I have a perfect one from last year, but the idea of this picture is to show what I look like NOW, at the end of this year. But, if all else fails, I'll use that really cute one of me last year standing by the Christmas tree in my Santa hat. Anyhow, my other goal for today, probably my more important one is to finish my English paper. For some reason, I just can't find the motivation to do it. But, I have to, so I will. I write better when I have to pull things out of my butt at the last minute anyway. Hugh called this morning, woke me up, but that's ok, it was nice to hear his voice and I still miss him-but not as much today. Sundays are usually "our day," together, secluded from the rest of the world, so it feels a little weird to be solo on a Sunday, but I have a lot to do today so maybe it's not so bad. Anyhow, that being said, I'd better get going. Ta-ta for now and I'll write again tomorrow.

Many Blessings,
-SL