With all that's transpired over the past couple of weeks, I've gotten a little behind on keeping up my end of the holiday's forced frivolity. I did, however, get out to buy my cards. I usually get three types:
For my family and other more staid friends
For my gay friends
For my more politically incorrect friends (and this year, I'm going to be more careful about who I send this type of card to--sorry Grandma!)
And, a not-so-neat hole was burned into my desk from the uncontrolled flames caused by my credit card after a long bout of online shopping. Thankfully, the smoke detector was working and we were all able to evacuate without incident. I'll be making only one trip to the store this weekend--for the Children's Receiving Home gift program foster kid I'm sponsoring--for him, I'll dare cross the threshhold of shopping hell.
It's not very romantic to shop for Christmas in July but it will save you money. Shop the after-Christmas sales for next Christmas. ~ Ray McAllister (Why, Oh, Why Do I Never Listen?)
Published on: Dec 6, 2006
Published on: Dec 6, 2006
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