As much as I'd like to take a chill pill and just not send holiday cards (finding the card, buying the stamps, writing the cards, addressing them, going to the post office!) - I just can't. I love sending a card to the important people in my life each year. Even if we don't catch up much, even if I only see them at family events. It's a touchstone in the whirlwind that is each year.
This year, I decided that on top of all of the other stress in my life, I wanted to make a holiday card. At first I was going to go the easy route and design a photo that I would just have printed by Snapfish or Kodak Gallery (note to self: you are an idiot for not doing this!). But then, I just couldn't get it together to actually upload my design and order it. Here was one of my ideas:
The problem was that I really hated the ornaments and I couldn't get them just right. It was irritating. Instead of doing the logical thing and searching for a solution, I went to BHV and spent 30 minutes choosing the right color for a blank cards, picking just the right glue and then hemming and hawing over whether or not I need one or two pots of silver glitter (of course I bought two).
Then, I went home and got to work cutting and writing and outlining and glueing and glittering. Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking either. This took waaaay longer than finding a new card design, uploading it and ordering it from Snapfish. dude.
At any rate, I finished a boat load of cards and I pray that I don't discover that I need to make more - only so many glitter cards can be spread out to dry in my 28.85 square meters of Parisian apartment.
Here is the final product:
Now I just need to write the darn things, address the envelopes, put on the stamps and send them off. I'm starting to think that all the Christmas music has done to my head. What person in their right mind would do this? Oh Cannes Cannes.