It's day 25 of NaBloPoMo which means there are only 5 more days of coming up with something (anything!) to write about. The whole purpose of NaBloPoMo is to hone your writing skills by writing more often, but I'm not really sure that I've suceeded in that aspect. But I haven't missed a post yet, so for that I'm proud of myself!
And today I realized why husbands are willing to stand in line in the freezing cold at 1:00 AM to buy a laptop for their wife.
It's all so they don't have to write out one holiday card and they can do so guilt-freaking-free! (Although he did help with the stuffing and licking of envelopes once I whined a little) Even with cutting our Christmas card list significantly from last year, we're still mailing out 66 cards. I got every single one done today and thus my hand hurts. And I have glitter all over me. Remind never to buy those pretty, glittery cards ever again. Because glitter in your contact hurts like a bitch.
