I always love all the cards that are sent via snail mail and usually save them to make some collage of art as a decoration for the next year. Does anyone else do anything with them?
“Only when he no longer knows what he is doing, does the painter do good
things.” --Edgar Degas
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
I re-use parts of the ones I like, for either scrapbook pages, Christmas ornaments for next year’s tree, or window ornaments (or “ornery-ments” as I have called them since I was little). The ones that can’t be re-used in this fashion go into the mixed waste paper recycle (after our names are torn out to satisfy my paranoia).
Meg
I keep the picture postcards and throw away the rest. My friend has been sending me pictures of her kids every year and after I get a couple more, I intend on framing them for a “Christmas Through the Years” collage.
I save them for the next Christmas when the picture fronts are removed from the text backs in a delicate operation. The pretty pictures then are assigned as Christmas package tags.
I save mind. I have nearly 7 years worth in one box. In this box are also birthday cards and other cards too. My intentions are honorable. A few years ago I received from an honorary uncle of mine a box made of Christmas card covers that was stitched together. It is very cute and I thought, " Hey, I could do that." Several attempts at duplicating the stitch later have proved fruitless, but I won’t give up the ghost.
I’ve also heard that some Adults with disabilities will take your old Xmas cards and use them to help raise mula for charity. Keep an eye out in your local paper.
Also, if you have kids, they are great to give to them for rainy day activities.
I agree with Fretful Portpentine. I save them forever and ever, too, and the idea of cutting them up horrifies me. I can’t bear to destroy them, especially if the giver has passed on or just moved away and we’ve lost touch.
“I hope life isn’t a big joke, because I don’t get it,” Jack Handy
Toenails – we’ll forgive you for being English if you tell us what Tippex is. I thought it was a car. Didn’t Vivian on the Young Ones drive a Ford Tippex?
Mail them back to their original senders with a grading system that marks how good the card was. For example,
“Hey, we’re both Christians, what’s with this secular ‘Happy Holiday’ crap?”
“If all you’re going to do is sign your name, don’t bother next year.”
“What the Hell are you doing mailing me a Christmas card when you know you’re going to see me on Christmas day, wish me a Merry Christmas in person, and even give me a gift?! Sheesh, you’re a real jerk, Mom.”