About a month ago, Grahm turned to me in our one bedroom home and said, "What are we going to do for our Christmas card?" He was completely deadpan. I almost laughed, because I hadn't even thought about it.
Cards were always a hit or miss thing in my family. If there was a good picture of all of us (miracle) from sometime that year, mom would be all about getting cards. Usually there wasn't such a picture, so we wouldn't send out anything. But my dad would always laugh at all the encyclopedia-esque Christmas letters we would receive every year from different families wanting to "fill us in" on the current on-goings of their lives -- aka they wanted to mail everyone their "brag sheets." A whole novel's worth.
"OH, Billy got ANOTHER promotion! Can you believe that? That's his eighth this year!"
"And June, well she graduated with honors from Yale's most difficult degree program and was named student of the decade."
Christmas cards are a huge part of Grahm's family tradition, just like eating is apart of mine. His dad (Papa Roach) makes these super amazing pop-up cards every year. That's right, folks. He hand makes over 100 fantastic cards. I'm at a loss as to how I'm supposed to compete with this crafty engineer. After hot glue, I'm out. Forget 3-D hand creations.
"I just don't want ours to be borrring, babe. There's nothing worse than a boring Christmas card," Grahm said. This was news to me. But again, he's doesn't exactly have normal standards on these holiday
It IS our first Christmas together (talk about pressure!), and I didn't want to disappoint hubs right out of the gate. I began frantically searching (Pinterest) for something that I could do that wasn't completely "borrrring."
A little while ago, I was reading the [LifeofLove] blog. I'm a big fan of Sarah. She posted about what she's doing for her annual card this year. And because nothing about me is original, I stole her idea. What are blogging friends for? :)
Her idea was a Madlib! I think it's such a fun way to inform your family/friends about what's going on (just the facts, people) without putting anyone to sleep. (Sorry I have no idea how to zoom it for y'all to see it better.) Yesterday afternoon we made up our short lil madlib and took a photo on our stairs outside the apartment. You can't tell, but we're freeeezing.
Bear in mind, these pictures were taken with our janky camera's set timer on top of our garbage bin. We like to keep it classy over here on 2301 Pleasantville Road. I printed our card off at Wal-Mart, and addressed all our cards in my childlike scribble last night. I found myself wanting to send a card to everyone we sent a wedding invitation to! Unfortunately, postage forced us to make some cuts. So if you don't get one in the next few days (we still love you),
Merry Christmas from the Roaches!
P.S. Just sent out our cards, and I found a typo about .0005 milliseconds after putting them all in the mailbox. Go figure. Luckily, there are only (about) two people that I think will notice. Yes you, Uncle Kirk ;)