Card shark

The most wonderful time has finally arrived!

Please forgive my spotty posting.  

We received our first Christmas cards and I have taped them to a wall in our entry hall. I love displaying cards like this.  My parents did this in our house growing up and it makes me happy every time I walk by, especially since our walls are still bare after moving in.

It is also easier for people to view, which guests like myself appreciate, as I will shamelessly sit and shuffle through any basket of smiling strangers faces.

And lastly, it is a fun way for children to get to know their parents' friends.  I remember one tow-headed little boy who always sat on the same sofa in a coat and tie- from infancy to adulthood.


He lives in New York City and our parents met on their respective honeymoons.

I would know him if I saw him, but I don't even know his name.

Last year I used a stronger tape, but when I went to move a card, I took a chunk out of the wall.

Word to the wise, stick with Scotch... learn from my mistake.

(One of my mother's favorite New Yorker cartoons)

Perhaps poster tape would work well?

Whatever you try, don't be discouraged; a few stubborn cards are forever falling to the floor.

So we have four, four cards and counting.

I had grand plans to get our Christmas cards out over Thanksgiving weekend but we don't even have a photo yet.  This weekend, people, this weekend.  Especially as ours are doubling as our change-of-address.  

All of those misdirected cards!

The horror.

So, I will post again if/when we have made more progress.  Such an improvement on the white walls of recent.  And our first holiday decorations, if you could call them that.

As for other ways to share the seasonal snail mail love- some friends of the family dangle their cards among the books in their paneled library.  It is the perfect place to take a breather during their holiday party.  A quiet moment among the books, and the happy faces looking back at you.

I would love to hear any clever display suggestions.  

Please do share.

Xox,

Jenny