2006 'Card Wall.'

*stretches*

Well, I suppose it's finally time to begin taking down this season's holiday cards. Before I can, of course, I have to take pictures of the 113 greetings on the beautiful 'Card Wall.'


The newsletters.

( A few more of the 'Card Wall.' )

It's so gorgeous. I stand and look at the cards on the wall each and every day. Taking it down removes a small piece of my heart, I swear. I absolutely love cards, and I love that each one reminds me of the very special person that sent it. I scrapbook several from each year, and I'm looking forward to doing this year's bunch very soon.

A bit off, I think.

Wow, I was really on top of things at Runza today.

NOT!

But seriously, I've never had such a good time making fun of myself for having a clumsy day - we all laughed a lot at my expense, but it was good laughter! :-D

Dots.

• Jack is getting so tall. He's only about 2/3 of a head beneath A.J. in height now, and that's shocking. He is wearing what A.J. was wearing in 1st grade, which puts him a year ahead in clothes as well (even considering that Jack was going to be in kindergarten this year but is instead in his last year of preschool). I just look at him, and I am amazed at how much he's changing right now.



• A.J., on the other hand, is flying through losing his teeth. I've got so many little teeth saved up in my room!



• I received an issue of TV Guide today, addressed to me. That's über-weird, as I don't recall ever subscribing to it...



• WellsFargo's online website is finally behaving! It is nice to be able to actually see my banking information once again, after the site being so slow for over two months.



• I've been very happy with my hair lately. It's not especially beautiful, and I only take the time to curl it about once a month or so... but it's been behaving well. I'm happy with the sleek way it looks most every morning and night (during the middle of the day, it's in a ponytail while I work). I'm not fighting tangles, and it just feels very soft all the time. I'm happy, and that's not something I've usually found myself thinking when it comes to my hair.



• But speaking of hair, Heather was kind enough to pluck a few gray ones for me on Sunday afternoon. She's a pal like that. :-)

My love of mail is knocked down a peg or two.

Somehow, it seems a tiny bit wrong that postal workers are allowed to read all our messages in postcards.

*ponders this*

Icon mania.

I need to reorganize my icons. There are so many that I want to use, but I only have 3 spots left in my 135 icons, and I'm so attached to many of these old favorites.

What if my icons become emo after I cut them? What would I ever say to assuage their poor, bleeding feelings?

*worries*

I'm also thinking or rearranging them by fandom or subject. Hmmm...