I used to send Christmas cards every year, and I always put a fair amount of thought into them. I usually designed the cards myself, with some sort of funny image from the year I was getting ready to kiss good-bye.
Making the cards gave me some enjoyment, so I didn’t mind so much the dreaded addressing and stamping of all of those suckers I had to mail out to a plethora of family and friends. These days, I say bah on the whole Christmas card thing … although I do I like getting the cards! And I’m leaning toward saying bah to the whole Christmas cookie and Christmas tree thing, too! Just messy and time-consuming, really!
Selfish? Yeah, I know. But hey? I don’t see much point in bothering with the cards, at lease, anymore. Besides, I don’t have much time to deal with them either.