Because these arrived yesterday.
Both from aunts. One of mine, one of Fixit's. At first I thought Fixit's aunt had forgotten to sign hers. She did this once, sent a totally blank birthday card to Fixit. But she was moving house and feeling poorly, so we understood. When I opened this one I thought this is ridiculous how hard is it to write love from Aunt X and co?But actually she's had them printed up specially and the printed message says that bit.
Which just goes to show that I never read the printed bit in a card. (see My Float? Not a Details Girl at all)
I just skip straight to the hand-written and hopefully heartfelt message. Luckily I double-checked.
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Here's one for you. A new invention. Its called a Nell-icopter.*********************
On Sunday Nell and I drove for an hour to catch the end-of-year Dance School show at Glittery Tapping Wonderland. The Principal, The Original and Glamorous Miss Lou Lou, is a friend of mine and was also my first tap teacher. (We are the same age because I was an adult learner. Which should give hope to any of you still hankering for a tap career of some description.)Anyway, she is a truly creative and wonderfully (self-admitted) kooky person and I leave you with pictures from some of the crazy dance routines in the show, and a warning:
THESE ARE ADULTS DRESSED UP LIKE THAT. But if you'd been to the show you wouldn't think that was strange.
Hi Stomper Girl, thanks for visiting my blog! I was only reading you the other day as a matter of fact, I found you on My Float's site. I was thinking what gorgeous kids you have!
ReplyDeleteAnyway, enough of the blah blah, I received a Christmas card today and I was buggered if I could figure out who it was from. I had to tell my husband over the phone what it looked like it said, and he didn't have a clue. I had to call my SIL and MIL to find out, turns out to be a cousin of my MIL, I don't think I've ever met them. They put no return address or anything, so now it's actually going to cause more work to send a card to them because I have to find out where they live etc! Nothing like spreading the christmas cheer, now is there? Eek, reading back on this, I feel like I should say "bah humbug" as well!
That picture of the Sharpies dancing brings back distant (and scary) memories!
Hello Aunty Evil! Thanks for popping in. I see all the detective work re mystery cards fell to you. How do men get out of these jobs so surreptitiously?
ReplyDeleteI'd never even heard of sharpies till I moved to Melbourne and only know of them from these concerts; where they are always a big hit.
Tap-dancing sharpies?
ReplyDeleteWere they wearing treads?
My mind is reeling.
The sharpies I used to know preferred to attack people with compasses.
Fantastic.
Love the turtles!! Everyone needs a turtle outfit in their wardrobe!
ReplyDeleteShula. What are treads?
ReplyDeleteNo compasses. But they mimed drinking out of wine cask bladders.
haha! Then there was some historical accuracy going on, though southern comfort would have been closer to the mark.
ReplyDeleteTreads were a truly hideous foot creation styled from recycled tires and woven suede, worn predominantly by sharpies and skinheads. They have all but disappeared from the fashion archives, and were the last word in bogun hideousness.
I wanted a pair very badly as a kid, but my mother would have died preventing me.
Love the Nell-i-copter and that someone got a photo of it.
ReplyDeleteMotivated now to get on my Christmas cards and get those babies printed.
Mr J's family (and the Kris Kringle episode) has kind of worn me out emotionally for this Christmas ALREADY! I'm going to let the Christmas cards slide this year - if I enjoyed doing them maybe I would put in a bigger effort but to tell the truth I just don't. I think maybe 10 or so to close friends and family will be my limit. I'm too busy trying to work out the feast for my family on Christmas day!
ReplyDeleteOh, I forgot to say; LOVE the new blog heading! I want one. Was it hard to work out how to do it? I haven't looked into it at all :-)
ReplyDeleteFor the record, ALL our A-List cards are sent with only handwritten messages. B-List and lower are preprinted, because if B-Listers (and lower) are all bent-out-of-shape over that, well, frankly, the matter doesn't weigh heavily upon my conscience.
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I wonder if Fixit's aunt works on the same principles? Now I don't know what to think! Have you got any family on your B-list and lower?
ReplyDeleteRemind me not to fall foul of you, Joke.
ReplyDeleteYou take no prisoners at all, do you?
I must be the last person in the world who handwrites a stack of cards. Mind you, half the time they are sent out closer to New Year! And on one fine occaion, they were so late that I held them over until the following year. (I was busy, ok?! Which is a bit of a laugh because I've never been busier than I am today!)
ReplyDeleteTo add to my miserly status, i've decided to veto cards this year too. I seem to do cards every 2nd year, for some reason ( probably out of guilt for those I received the year I didn't send .. ).
ReplyDeleteAnyway, just so you're assured on how slack and lazy I really am, I really don't think I could endure a December Birthday in this house. The poor kid would be soooo neglected in the end-of-year whirlwind and would probably run away to the circus, only be be discovered missing in January ...
You're tooo-ooo good ;)
I haven't received a single card this year... which is probably because I haven't sent any in years and years (I do the email variety with photo attachment which is pretty terrible but all I can manage these days). But truly, when people send out pre-printed cards or buy a standardized card and just scribble their name at the bottom, what's the point?
ReplyDeleteAgreed, Em.
ReplyDeleteGlittery Tapping Wonderland - wow, that's the best one I've heard.
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