A Christmas Card Trickster
I got my first Christmas card today (besides a number of others). I was sooooooo excited! I love Christmas cards, what with all the bragging and super cute pictures. Well, I didn't want to just open it with the rest of my bills and big checks, so I saved it. My hope was that, sometime, after the kids were nestled in their beds, the time would be right to open up said card. When such a time arrived, Jed and I opened up the bubbly, toasted to a super awesome Christmas card and opened. Words cannot describe my desperate sadness when I opened the card. (See picture below.) (You know pictures are worth a thousand words right?)
Some tricky dicky sent us an empty envelope. What kind of person would dash another person's Christmas dreams!
How am I to know which kid is the lead in his school play? And what about grades! Someone must be earning 'A's'! How will I know? Did someone get a new job? Lose weight? I guess I'll never know. Never.
I have to hope maybe it was a mistake. No one is so heartless (Scrooge is fictional everybody--besides remember, he sends the boy to get a Christmas goose at the end? Doy.) to do such a cruel thing to a nice lady like me. So I started thinking of some of the regular friends and family that send me Christmas cards. Maybe it could be from one of them. Ashley? Casey? Brad and Angelina? (Are the twins crawling? Does Viv still look like Ang? Don't make me buy an Us Weekly to find out!)
If it was you, I beg you to make good on your Christmas card. After all, it is Christmas.