1. Yesterday's journal topic was Christmas cards.
We ended up doing our cards super easy this year...thank you Costco. When you need 200 or so (Iz sends them to clients at work)...it's a whole lot less spendy that way too.
This was my Plan A:
But it was a lot of white...and Iz didn't really like it that much. Fine.
Plan B:
Vetoed. Again by my husband. He didn't like the naughty or nice cirlce thingy.
And he wasn't crazy about the black & white photo.
We ended up with this one from Costco...
here's my page for yesterday:
Ta-da!
I added the dictionary page of 'card' behind the tree top. I was just too lazy to take another picture.
I punched holes in a little card and journaled on the back of it:
It's not attached or anything...just loosey goosey.
I can't tell you how many times I checked the spelling of our names on the card.
I was afraid to click. And then it didn't help that it asked me if I was SURE my spelling was correct. And then I had to check a box saying I had checked my spelling.
I broke out in a little sweat.
2. Now that I have 200 cards I suppose I should think about actually addressing and mailing them. ugh.
We received our first Christmas card yesterday from friends in Iowa. Friends that we basically keep in touch with through our once yearly Christmas card exchange. But it's fun to see how their kids have grown. :)
3. How are you coming with your Christmas shopping?
I'm going to run and duck in case you have some rotten tomatoes handy...but I'm about 85% done. Wrapped and everything.
4. Good luck to the Lions tomorrow at the State Championship Game!
We're leaving bright (well, dark) and early as the game is at 10am. I'd love to see them be able to win just one more. :)
5. And finally, to the fine young gentleman on the bicycle yesterday who evidently didn't think I was going to stop for him as he DARTED out into the road...(I did)...
Both 10 year old girls in the van with me thought it was HILAROUS that you flipped the bird.
Oh, they acted all shocked and appalled...but they were quite giggly over it.
Me...not so much.
Next time you dart your little bicycle out in front of me, I'll try harder to give you something to be nervous about.
As my husband likes to say...Good thing I don't drive a dump truck.
Happy National Dice Day!
(You didn't know that, did you?)