I am not one to blame things on pregnancy. I don't buy into that whole, "delicate condition" thing. I like to be pampered just as much as the next guy but that is true whether I'm pregnant or not. I am, however, changing my tune a bit when it comes to decision making. I have made some highly suspect decisions, the most recent of which will be seen by all of my family and friends in a few short days. I sat down to the computer in late November, coupon code in hand, determined to pick and order my Christmas cards. Along with the rest of the population of the U.S., we usually do a photo card. My card last year rocked but it was done by a friend who is also a professional photographer. This year, in an effort to save some money, I decided to give it a go myself.
I sat down at the computer, logged on to all of the photo sites to see who was offering the best deals on photo cards and got started. There was no prep work, no actual photo session. Without thinking, I just decided I would use an existing photo, perused what I had and chose one that had all of the components I wanted: my son, my daughter, and my dog. It didn't occur to me to care that the picture I chose was a Halloween photo. I then took on the task of choosing a background. This took all of 45 seconds. I chose a hideous pink and red striped number with a few sparkly snow flakes here and there. It is SO UN-ME. Then I chose the message and stuck with the default font and color. I approved the final draft of my card, entered my 25% off coupon code, ordered 75 of those suckers and, voila!, I was done. The final product of this impulsive ordeal is a bizarre Halloween/Disco Christmas card that features my kids and dog in full costume. It looks like it was picked out by Paris Hilton's new BFF.
So, if you are one of the 75 lucky people to receive a 2008 Hale Family Christmas card, please accept my deepest apologies. The progesterone coursing through my body at record levels temporarily hijacked my brain and replaced my usually rational mind with that of an impulsive tweener. She thought my cards were SICK! (for those of you not familiar with tweener lingo, "sick" is the new awesome).
Such a tragedy that the rational me could have used THIS picture:
My mind rushes back about 6 years, and is flooded with bountiful waves of turquoise paint, matched to white cabinets and red brick flooring. 'Tis the Season for glorious celebration, rejoice, for soon you will again experience the miracle of birth, all will again be right with the world, and we, that know and love you most, will have to return to having to search for reasons to poke fun at you!! (by the way, we didn't even notice the Halloween theme until you pointed it out to us, we were to busy admiring the beautiful Grandkids.)
Posted by: papadale | December 26, 2008 at 07:32 PM
It looks fine. Where is there any sign of Halloween? I swear I would tell you. Although I have to say you and both know that after the first one, all decision making abilities are compromised no matter if we do it again or not.
Posted by: jessica bern | December 26, 2008 at 10:06 PM
Um, do you want to know that the brain fades get worse after she's born? Oh, and she's a female and a third, with a GREAT name btw, which means she will be outgoing, charming and a total actress from day one. Oh, and I'm sure the card is great...like the picture you posted here. Merry belated Christmas!
Posted by: Tired Mama | December 28, 2008 at 12:35 AM
I can't believe you didn't post it for all of us to see. You're so mean!
Posted by: suburbancorrespondent | December 29, 2008 at 08:19 AM
So you were a little rebellious this year...you can always go boring traditional again next year.
Hope you had a lovely Christmas and very best wishes for a Happy New Year!
PS Did you pick Harper's name as a tribute to my fav author, Harper Lee? That's my dream - to be a one book wonder and retire as a legend...
Posted by: Keli | December 29, 2008 at 12:03 PM
you could have used this one, but the dog is not in it and you did say that was a requirement.
Posted by: chase | December 31, 2008 at 01:14 PM
In the photo you posted here, T-man seems to be looking at Santa as if to say, "The conversation we are having is interesting, but your breath smells kinda bad, big guy."
Posted by: Becky | January 01, 2009 at 10:33 PM
Yes, this photo would have been great, but yours will certainly stand out in a crowd! :)
Happy New Year!
Posted by: Betsy Kay | January 06, 2009 at 12:57 PM