Beautiful card available from Little Bohemian Papiere via Etsy – click picture to purchase
Though my appreciation for writing materials and the contents they contain is quickly becoming a constant theme, with the holiday season in motion my mind can’t help but be brought to the thought of cards. Though I love them in any season and for any occasion, there’s something extra special about them around this time of year.
I love the flurry of meaningful activity the mailbox gets once December hits. Although catalogs seem to roll in at an all-time high, and packages certainly take the title of “most exciting thing that gets delivered to the house,” the influx of holiday cards is such a special sign of the season. I remember when I was younger there was the inevitable pressure in the previous months to get a photo taken that would achieve Christmas card status (me and my dog in matching Santa hats anyone? Sadly, this actually happened once…). In fact, in my house there’s a highly entertaining series of photos on our stairs depicting selections from years passed – a popular source of entertainment for any of my friends visiting nowadays. Photo cards are my favorite – it’s always exciting to see what picture people choose, how much everyone has grown in just a year.
I always have considered the idea of sending Christmas cards of my own as being one of those token “adult” tasks, albeit not one I was dreading. Though I haven’t purchased mine yet, I’m thinking this year will be the first that I take the plunge by mailing out my season’s greetings to people. I’m a sucker for any chance to write a note, so while my list is still a manageable size (under 40 is manageable, right?) I’ll be in my element working to use every available inch of space for my thoughts. I’m sure somewhere down the line I might be eating these words, but for now the thought of writing out my Christmas cards is an exciting one.
Does anyone else love doing Christmas cards? What was the first year you decided to send them out?
In case you haven’t felt special today or were looking for an opportunity to question my tastes in music, I offer you this: an inspirational song by Will I. Am for Sesame Street. I found this in my junior year of college and come back to it once in a while mainly to laugh to myself. Pretty sure the friends I’ve shown it to think I’m a little insane. Notable details:
- The utterly neutral look on Will’s face almost completely throughout, except for the occasional slight smirk
- The lyric “What you are is magical”
- The head-bob dance move all the puppets do throughout. Breaking that out sometime soon.
- Since when was there a fairy character on Sesame Street?? #outoftheloop
At this stage in my life, when I’m still in the first months of my first job and college does not feel so long ago, there are tons of exciting “little things” to experience. This past weekend, I got to savor what it felt like to take my grandma out to breakfast and pick up the tab.
To be fair, it was not an expensive bill – dramatically less than what I’d spend to split dinner and a bottle of wine with my boyfriend. However, the gesture itself was what felt so special, like a right of passage. To be honest, it’s the very least I could do for someone who has taken such great care of me my whole life. Continue reading