When Jay and I moved into our house in NC in 2005, it was just after Christmas, so we were sort of in a holiday limbo that year. We're sort of in the same boat this year on the tail end of leaving our house. We have all of this stuff that was measured for the house that is too big for this apartment - and it's all crammed into boxes in the storage closet off the patio.
We're very excited to be seeing some family this week, and I had every intention of "decking our halls," but with work being uber crazy, it just hasn't happened. There's a wreath on our door and I'm gonna hang up some lights out on the balcony, but that's pretty much it.
I figure we'll be out and about at places with plenty of holiday cheer - and hopefully next year we'll be in a place with a little more space and feel a little more settled - and they I'll know just where to hang the garland and just where to trim the tree.
While his family is here, we're also planning to take them to see some of the hundreds of decorated trees down at Disney, and to the Candlelight Processional at Epcot and to Mickey's Very Merry Christmas Party, so I think that'll be plenty festive!
Our Christmas spirit will come from within - and the post-holiday stress of taking down the decorations is gone! What a gift!
Friday, December 7, 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Tweets vs. Christmas Cards
A friend of mine posted something funny on Facebook yesterday - a funny story from The Onion about a family discontinuing the "print" edition of their Christmas cards in favor of online.
This obviously struck a nerve with me in the year that Newsweek went under, during the same week that saw three more journalists laid off at Jay's newspaper and about the general perceived (or real) decline of print products in general.
As I write this, I can actually see the little mail house where all of the apartments go to pick up their mail in the one centralized hut. There are little garbage cans out there, too - so that people can just chuck their junk mail directly in there.
And it got me to thinking: Do people think our Christmas cards are old-fashioned? Passe? Or do they do for them what they do for me - and to others who I've watched at this box: (Junk. Junk. Bill. Junk. Smile, for the Christmas card.) For so many of us, it's just impossible to send. There's no guilt meant to be put on anyone else here. Frankly, some years, it is just unmanageable. But for me, it's just something I enjoy.
Going through my old address book (still written in pen!) makes me reflect for just a moment on old friends, acquaintances and family to whom I should have spent more time and attention with.
Certainly, things like FB and Twitter have helped with that in some cases. But for the part of my contacts who aren't on those avenues, it will always be a part of my tradition.
But I WOULD like to apologize now. My handwriting STILL isn't getting any better. So the Christmas letter (which my Dad hates!) is typed.
There are many people for whom we are missing addresses. We hope to get them soon to send another batch of cards. Sending them is really the start of the season for us. Happy holidays!
This obviously struck a nerve with me in the year that Newsweek went under, during the same week that saw three more journalists laid off at Jay's newspaper and about the general perceived (or real) decline of print products in general.
As I write this, I can actually see the little mail house where all of the apartments go to pick up their mail in the one centralized hut. There are little garbage cans out there, too - so that people can just chuck their junk mail directly in there.
And it got me to thinking: Do people think our Christmas cards are old-fashioned? Passe? Or do they do for them what they do for me - and to others who I've watched at this box: (Junk. Junk. Bill. Junk. Smile, for the Christmas card.) For so many of us, it's just impossible to send. There's no guilt meant to be put on anyone else here. Frankly, some years, it is just unmanageable. But for me, it's just something I enjoy.
Going through my old address book (still written in pen!) makes me reflect for just a moment on old friends, acquaintances and family to whom I should have spent more time and attention with.
Certainly, things like FB and Twitter have helped with that in some cases. But for the part of my contacts who aren't on those avenues, it will always be a part of my tradition.
But I WOULD like to apologize now. My handwriting STILL isn't getting any better. So the Christmas letter (which my Dad hates!) is typed.
There are many people for whom we are missing addresses. We hope to get them soon to send another batch of cards. Sending them is really the start of the season for us. Happy holidays!
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