First off, let me just share how freaking happy I am that my envelopes are printed for my cards. A few printed cockeyed and I recognized a few as having an outdated address as they spit out of the printer, so I have a bit 'o fixin. But HEY - me wrangling almost 200 addresses into a mail-merge for envelopes is always a CHORE.
And my Christmas poem (longest to date) is at the printer and I am crossing my fingers that he emails me tomorrow to say that I can come and pick it up. Because . . .
I have the day off tomorrow and I can go pick them up. I sit Mon- Thurs this school year but I only have one baby on Mondays. His folks are delightful, appreciative, and very sweet BUT . . . I so wish that they would use me Tu, Wed, Thurs vs Mon-Wed so that I could have BOTH Mon and Fridays off. Sigh. They switched things up this week, which is joyous because I have so much to do. I had the day off on Friday but it turned out to be a huge frustration. I will describe that fiasco in another post as it is solo-post worthy.
Snapfish mailed me my cards and envelopes with the return address on the back flap. I usually print return address on the front of the card when I run them through my printer. I am not really liking that Snapfish opted to print this without running it past me. They took the liberty of using my first and last name and our address, so it looks like maybe Coach and I are no longer together. Just weird. As I was begging my printer to stop printing things kinda crooked on occasion (like 2 every 60 cards, and oh - I have had much worse printing experiences, so I am coping), Curly came in to say good-night. She wanted to look at the poem, but settled for the card. Imagine my surprise when she said:
'HOW COME REGGIE ONLY HAS ONE LEG IN THIS PICTURE?'
The front of the card is one photo of the kids. The back is several pictures in a collage. One photo is of Coach and the 4 boys in Vancouver at the garden where the kids were forced to eat the one meal out cafeteria style like their pants were on fire, member? Anywho - Reg is kinda tucked into the shrubs in order to fit in the photo and it looks like his one leg had been amputated. I am raising a family of blinkers (like their father before them), so I never thought to check that everyone appeared to have their limbs - only looked at faces. Despite the stress of feeling stupidly behind this year, I HOWLED with laughter! Oh. my. gosh.
I am a tad slap happy now because of the 220 cards featuring my son with the trick-leg, the - "Hey, so we split up" address-flap-tease, and the relief of essentially having the envelopes printed (mostly . . . damn those people who move and mess up my address file).
I still have much to accomplish, but in other exciting news: Coach and I went to the grocery store today. I gave him part of the list. VERY well organized and in order. We have done this a few times in the past. He usually texts me when he is done and I tell him my status or give him a few additional items. One never wants to ask too much of a pitching-in hubby, right?
Today he texted me to say that he was done and that he was in THE CAR. I was like, 'Huh?' He let me know that when I was done, he would pull the car up to the curb. Such service. I assume he wanted to listen to the Bears game in the car. Um, he spent about $100 and I spent over $425. I did buy lots of meat for dinners now that the everlasting batch of chili is gone (that will make more sense in the next post - I decided to divide my ramblings so as to make it manageable in case you all need to wrap or shop or bake). Anyway, I have two hungry college kids coming this week. Still, that's a lot of groceries.
Good thing December is not expensive or anything.
Have you ever sent a card with a typo or a funny photo or something else you overlooked? Mini CANNOT believe that the two of us missed the leg thing. We put the finishing touches on the card LATE at night the day we drove home from the Irish dancing weekend.
Tell me I am not alone here on the 'oops' cards.