Christmas Letters - yay or nay?







I'm trying to make a very big decision this week. Christmas letter - yay or nay? It might be nay by default because I may think about it so much that I won't even get my cards out! But, it's fun to think on isn't it?

I have a friend who gets a letter every. single. year. from a little old woman she used to rent a room from in college. I honestly don't think that the woman is that lonely and sad... she just only knows how to tell about the sad things in her life. Each year when she gets the letter, she calls me and reads the letter over the phone. I alway begin the conversation by saying "Please tell me it's good news this year!".

I searched google to help me make my decision. It showed some pretty bad Christmas letters...
check out these excerpts...

My family actually received a Christmas letter about how they accidentally ran over their new puppy with the mini van and now the puppy has three legs.

We receive a Christmas letter from a childless, senior couple. It reads like a to-do list. Last year's entries included Bernard changing the blades on the lawn mower and Alice attending a secretaries conference in Detroit.

We have put on a 1,000 square foot addition on the back of the house this past summer. (See enclosed digital photos.) This was Doug's dream. He and the boys love playing on the $5,000 pool table. Personally, I think it was just a little too expensive for a pool table, but if my boys are happy, I'm even happier! Yes, I am. This addition, along with the new kitchen last year, has definitely made this a home for the ages.

What do you think? Should I write one or not? Should I just send a lovely card instead? What do you do? Come to think of it, really... WHY? do we do this at all?

Comments

Heth said…
PICTURES! PICTURES! PICTURES! And a happy letter if you want to be an overachiever.
Thursday, December 20, 2007 1:36:00 PM
Judy said…
OK....now I have a complex about the letter I sent out in some of our cards. Maybe I'll skip it next year! Was it too much to say we have a new van after being attacked by a deer? questionable. yikes.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007 7:23:00 PM
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