I am slowly coming to the conclusion that I hate e-cards at Christmas. If I see another Christmas Jib-Jab I think I will scream. Please don’t send me any e-cards. What is the point of them? No one knows you’ve got them, you can’t put them on display and visitors will think you have no friends! Call me old-fashioned but I like receiving cards from my dotty aunts who can barely remember my name, let alone that I live in Vancouver. Give me the barrel-chested Robin on a snow covered log and the white glitter snowscapes anyday.
Tell me what’s wrong with standing for 55 minutes in a queue at the post office while Mrs. Smith in front of me is sending a parcel to her long list of relatives in Australia or Timbuktu. Hasn’t she discovered the internet I ask myself? Is she just doing this to annoy me?Doesn’t she realize I need to get to work!
So really what is about this ritual I find so appealing? Would it really be better for the planet if I stopped sending my paper cards by mail? Sorry but that is exactly what I will continue to do… and one day I (not too far into the future) I am going to be the dotty relative who slips $20 into the silly Santa card that my grandkids will eagerly seek out, just as I did and my children did.
