This is Hallmark’s 1995 Holiday Memories Barbie. She was designed to commemorate 85 years of Hallmark, who described her as wearing an early twentieth century outfit (with “faux fur”) to go shopping for holiday postcards on a snowy afternoon. I think she’s got the right idea. In these days of e-mail, texting, and easy accessibility by phone, there’s something special about getting a card, a letter, or a postcard in snail-mail. Receiving and sending cards are two of the things I like best about December.
On this day last year, The Compound was in upheaval, Tim was in Maine, and Rex was lonesome. And as always, I was thinking about my friend John and imagining what trouble he’d be charming his way out of if he were still around.
I got my first Christmas card today, and you are right, there;s something magic about getting a Christmas card. Thanks for sharing your memory.
This gave me warm fuzzies. — Wanna make some more memories later? I’m thinkin’ photo shoot. Also? The mistress will be with us tonight.
When I was growing up, we had a little wooden box of post cards that my great grandmother had received in the early 1900’s. I forgot about it until your post. I should ask my mom someday if she still has them. She doesn’t believe in keeping things for sentimental reasons, who knows what happened to them.
Not getting to send my cards was one of the things I hated most last year. I’d started addressing a few over Thanksgiving break, but never got them in the mail befire being incapacitated. Recieving so many while I was in the hospital made my stay so much better! I’m hoping to work on mine this weeknd before Chris arrives Saturday for our weekend in Nashville for Santaland Diaries.