So, this must be the year of The Best Freakin’ Christmas Card Ever!!!
Well, the Christmas cards of yore seem to have fallen by the wayside and replaced by a miniature family photo album complete with a short story about a picture perfect life. Basically saying, This is my world and aren’t you the lucky SOB that gets to look at it?
What happened to the fancy yet boring cards that donned a bell or a Christmas tree on the outside and a predictable yet stale poem on the inside? They still conjured up plenty of Christmas cheer…right?
I mean, what is the purpose of the Christmas card after all? We want to connect with others and say, “Hey, I think of you…once a year.”
No doubt I have been a guilty suspect caught in the Christmas card frenzy. But good Lord at some point I have found myself conceding and have had to wave the white flag basically saying, I give up…I …give…up.
Stage 1: It all started out with a card you could purchase during your weekly grocery store visit. Zero effort. Got it. I can do this. I didn’t do it, but I could have. Why? Who cares.
Stage 2: Some over achiever techno guru had to up the ante by sending a card that included a photo. Hmmm…. How the hell do you do that? Well, ok, (thank you Snapfish and my good ‘ole competitive personality) I can do this. It was actually kind of fun–a perfect way to let out some of my (extremely pent-up due to time constraints) creative energy.
Stage 3: Someone decides to add more than one picture. Ok, I can hang. I can totally do this. But, I DON’T WANT TO!! My life is so busy that I am just cursing all these stay at home moms (with all their extra time 🙂 –yeah right), working mothers who managed to crank one out–fabulous, and ladies who simply have the means to have their people do it…whatever.
Well, I didn’t fall into the trap because my life is a little too busy to add “Awesome Christmas Card” to my must, must do list, but it kills me because let’s face it—I am a competitive chick and I really don’t like not being in the center of things. I know this isn’t a contest, but…does everyone else?
Anyhoo, the next level (Stage 4 if you’re keeping up) has now become one that has a minimum of 6-8 miniature pictures (being the competitive person I am, I would have included a magnifying glass to actually see the pics, but that’s just the way I roll) a Facebook-like profile of likes, dislikes, desires, wishes for the new year, every place one has ever visited, a top ten list of fears, who they are leaving their possessions to in the event of death (you get the picture), and glitter that actually shoots you in the eye upon opening the card.
People–STOP THE MADNESS! Remember, we have Facebook and I’m pretty sure if one desires to own all of that fancy info–we could figure it out.
Bottom line—Quit outdoing me!! I’m tired…so tired…
Ok–real world–I will never be able to keep up with the Christmas card Joneses, and I am (finally) ok with that. BUT, next year I may just be back in the mix…hee hee…yeah, yeah, no promises. Commitment gives me the heebeejeebees!!