I couldn’t help but laugh when I sat down Tuesday to address Christmas cards. They are so representative of our crazy, disheveled life this year.
I normally have Christmas cards ordered by Thanksgiving – these were ordered a good week after that, with a picture I had taken at the last minute in the backyard that day.
I had to have the cards reprinted after an error – and even when I did, there’s still a problem in the wording (who can spot it?).
The return address labels I ordered for them didn’t come in in time, so I had to hand-write our address over, and over, and over (and over and over).
I didn’t even think about making a list of recipients until Tuesday…note to self, do that before December 17th next year.
The pen even exploded on my hand when I was addressing the cards…sorry to anyone that has a big black spot on their envelope.
But they are so perfect for us, just like this year has been perfect for us…mostly because of that little girl in the picture. Who wouldn’t light up when you see that smile? No, our lives aren’t cookie-cutter or magazine-worthy by any stretch of the imagination, but who’s are? Our life is unorganized and uncertain and amazing right now…and I couldn’t be happier for the (somewhat) organized chaos our life has been over the past few months.