NO CHRISTMAS CARDS

Today in my local paper there was a column that seemed meant for me. It was by Linda Campbell of the Fort Worth Star-Telegram. It related to my current drought of Christmas cards, which has caused me some worry. She wrote:

"Sorry, but you won't be getting a Christmas card from me this year. I missed that deadline big-time.....writing meaningful end-of-the-year notes got procrastinated right up to Christmas Eve."

I always think I am going to send tasteful Christmas cards, or funny little letters telling about my doings during the year, and sometimes I do that, but most times I just put it off until it is too late to do anything. I've been paid for that shortcoming, because now I don't get very many cards. It's somewhat embarrassing to walk out to the mailbox and return with just a few bills, catalogues, or local fliers for insurance companies. I hope the neighbors haven't noticed. I did make Christmas cookies, though.

Next year will be different I swear. I'm going to have pictures, of my new house, and maybe one of myself where I don't look too fat, or of the bougainvilla in my back yard when it recovers from the freeze we had the other night. And I'll add a personal note for everyone on the list, telling them that I really, really remember them and I hope they remember me.

Happy new year!!