Blah blah "Greetings from All of Us to All of You." blah

[I have a confession to make. I'm guilty of cropping myself out of my kid's pictures. While you can generally assume that at least part of the time when his picture is being taken someone is holding him. In the instances where I upload the images and see my flaccid gut or wild hair, I alter history and crop myself out. Some day Roland will ask why there are no pictures of me holding him and I'll have to pull out some dusty piece of technology, long since abandoned by the world like the eight-track, in order to open files I sneakily saved where nobody could find them. I have the original, undoctored images...but if I'm printing or posting them I have to take myself out. It's not humility, it's "Damn, I look bad!"]

I've noticed over the past week that the mail has become increasingly slow due to the approaching holidays. In-state delivery of mail items normally takes a day. I can send first class mail to New York and it'll normally be there in two days. Things are taking at least a day longer, and I'm sure the delay will become much longer the closer we get to December 25.

I have "thank you" cards to scribble, birth announcements to mail to family members I've lost the addresses of ("oops."), and Holiday cards to personalize and launch into the hands of USPS.

Frankly, I just haven't felt like it. I love sending out cards (and I love receiving them), but while Roland is asleep more utilitarian tasks have to be accomplished...like peeing and eating and such. I want to send little pictures of the baby using the gear he's been bestowed with the "Thank You" notes, but I have to wake him up to do that. *sigh* All the same, I'm going to try to get these suckers into the mail next week. I'll get out my glitter pens and start finessing them tonight.

I know a lot of people like to send out family portraits with their holiday cards. No sir, we won't be doing that. Momma doesn't look so hot right now (even though the double chin of pregnancy has melted away) and Roland is battling a bad case of baby acne. In fact, between the three of us Scott is the only person in this house that can take a decent picture with any sort of regularity. I always look like I want to beat the shit out of the person holding the camera. Roland is a wee widdle baby and doesn't understand the concept of "don't blink."

*sigh* Now I've got a headache.

Posted by Tiffany at December 8, 2006 07:06 PM | TrackBack