Tuesday, December 7, 2010

First Paragraph

You may recall a recent post in which I discussed Christmas newsletters. I also admitted to sending a few. Here is the first paragraph of my first newsletter.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

This is not a brag letter. As you recall, I drive a 1983 cavalier, our van has almost 200,000 miles on it and I still work at Target. We are merely sharing the blessings in our lives; our children, grandchildren and each other. However, if you are still adverse to receiving such a letter, turn it over and consider it you Christmas gift. FREE SCRATCH PAPER!

9 comments:

Lisa said...

haha. i love your attitude. i hope the holidays are great for you.

I've also made my blog private and was wondering if you could email me your email address so I can invite you to read it, guo791999@gmail.com. I'd love to keep in touch

Thanks!
-Lisa

Coffeypot said...

Such a loving and caring newsletter. I'm still wiping tears from my eyes. And it is so hard to find good scratch paper...you really do care, don't you.

In the Pink said...

That is Hilarious!

Not Blessed Mama said...

LOL! i dont send out christmas letters, but if i did, i would take inspiration from this one.

the walking man said...

I wish I had thought of that! Gadzooks woman you have solved all of Christmas issues with a few simple keystrokes!

Joe Cap said...

Send me a letter! I need scratch paper! Do it now, and can you make it blue?

KittyCat said...

Freakin LOVE IT!

I have never personally sent the "holiday" letter out to anyone.
While to each his own, I find the ones I receive from relatives a bit annoying.

I also figure everyone already knows all my freakin business anyways.
SO no need for a letter from me.

Chronic Impending Disaster said...

That's brilliant! Love it!

Linda Medrano said...

I love your Newsletter. I only love that kind of a newsletter. I hate the "normal" ones, e.g., Johnny got married, Suzie had a bouncing baby boy, Jake and I are taking a cruise next month, Karl and Dani bought a new house, Charla is pregnant with her first, dad was denied parole again. You know.