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Feliz Navidad

 If you're wondering where your Christmas card is, it probably got lost in the mail.  I'm sure I sent them out earlier this month, but the details are a little sketchy.  That was at least days ago.  I overshare enough here that even if the card doesn't make it, you already know what the last year was like in the St. Clair household: LOUD.  

However, I will continue to enjoy and be open to any and all cards you would like to send my way.  I use them to cover up muddy handprints and color crayon on my walls.  It looks very festive.  But I need a few dozen more to do a proper job.  Please.  Duplicates and triplicates accepted.  For more pro tips, follow me on Twitter.   

Here's the best picture collage I could piece together of our year.  It's a little blurry.  The pictures and the year.   It's okay, nobody really wants a clear memory of 2021 anyway.   


P.S. I'm not on Twitter.


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