I returned from London today to find a pile of unopened Christmas cards in my mailbox. After un-enveloping them all, including them with the cards already on the mantle, I was able to tally the final numbers:
FOURTEEN holiday cards
SEVEN signed
SEVEN unsigned
My count was generous. If there was even one stroke of ink I included it the "signed" pile. In most instances, the ink came in the form of my name or the sender's name. And I easily could have eliminated two signed cards from the count, as one was from Jillian's mom, and one from her grandma, neither of whom are fully capable of utilizing a computer to print out a Christmas card, and thus may have signed the card simply out of necessity.
Of the fourteen cards, only two had any genuine writing on it, and both of those were notes about our engagement.
Maybe it is that I like to write .. Or that I love people so much .. But if you aren't going to put ink to paper, next year save yourself on the postage and send your card as an email attachment. I'll print it out, trim off the edges, and put it on my mantle. We're both winners.