To my nephew Allan, who is 17 today.
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To my cousin’s daughter Brynne, who is 25 today.
Cards
I have a list of about 140 or so people to send our now traditional Christmas cards to this year, including the addition of a lot of people who generously helped us out, by way of thanks.
We ordinarily get picture cards printed, featuring the kids, which is a challenge. I mean, three of them, together, looking at the camera, perhaps smiling at the same time? It’s not pretty. I don’t really have one I’m happy with yet, though one is close, except for being too dark without adjusting it.
Well, that’s almost $60 in postage and almost $50 in printed cards. I expect that to be enough to cover stuff needed for the Buick. Or it covers the preliminary look see at the truck, which will then tell us what we have to raise to get the check engine light off and the poor thing sounding better.
So.
This will be the year without a picture card, or not many of them. and without a snailmailed card, or not many of them. There are some pretty decent cards we have left from years past, of the traditional variety. But then, it’s getting late even to send them. I keep forgetting Christmas is here already. Ten days? That’s nothing.
So.
Look for no card in the mail, most of you who might normally get one, and instead I will attempt to post the card/picture we would have used in a special location I will disclose to those on the card list I can e-mail or give the info in a traditional card. Stay tuned, if that’s you.
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To my stepsister Pam, who is 46 today.
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To former blogger Spoons.
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To attorney Sam Lazarus.
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To blogger Rob Sama.
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To attorney Jay Lynch, who is 56 today.
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To my second cousin, the other Valerie, who is 44 today.
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To blogger D.C. Thornton, who is 40 today.
Christmas
I’ve been thinking that the only way I am going to post anything is if I post short snippets of news, commentary or announcement, without it being elaborated or in omnibus form as might be my wont. This is one of them. It’s an announcement.
On Christmas we are staying home. We are not going anywhere for dinner or presents. The kids take forever opening stuff and being avid about it all day anyway, but Deb works the days before and after, crappy hours, at the crescendo of the season. Just no. I have two days off then, unlike Thanksgiving when I had to work the morning of but had the next off, but again with the crescendo of the season.
We will not be entertaining visitors that day.
I might be persuaded to bring [lengthy pause here – this is why posts don’t get written, beyond the after effects of the threatening situation several months ago] [I have no idea what I was saying…] [ah, think I’ve got it…] the kids to one “Christmas” outside the house. [And here I pause again, thanks Valerie…] Once.
Last year there were four Christmases. No. We’re at one and counting. The special family dinner in a function room is not going to be an excuse for five of them. Don’t drop by. Don’t “forget” presents when we’re there so there’s an excuse to visit on a subsequent day. And for goodness sake don’t barge in on Deb’s next day off after Christmas and completely relax what little unwinding might be possible in among the vast amount of stuff to do that you will be completely devastating. Just like any other Monday you might waltz in and make yourself at home for a couple hours, only more so.
Short? Well, it was supposed to be.
Happy Birthday
To my childhood friend, classmate and fellow electronics geek, Mike Fernez. I believe he’s 48 today, having been born late in the year prior to the one most of our class was born in.
He’s been more on my mind recently than might be the case, as I see his sister at work each day. It was freaky, as Deb calls it when I invoke people by thinking of them. The week before I started the job, I thought of her, completely out of the blue, vividly recalling what I believe is the last time I saw her. That was in 1978 or probably 1979. I had absolutely no reason to so much as remember she existed, let alone have that vivid flashback. Then there she was the next week, recognizing who I must be as soon as she heard my first name.
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To blogger Rob May, who is 32 today.
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To blogger Dizzy Girl, who is 31 today.
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To blogger John Eddy.
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To blogger Amanda, who is 32 today.