The Tale of the Holiday Card (Or the Little Red Note)

Me in the silly headband I make my children wear for the holiday card. Oh, the things we do for holiday cheer!

Me in the silly headband I make my children wear for the holiday card. Oh, the things we do for holiday cheer!

‘Twas a month before Christmas when all through the house,
“We must write our holiday letter,” RJ began to grouse.

She said to her husband, I’m busy finishing Second Life,
Can you do a first draft? Can you help out your wife?

He laughed and he laughed, like a crazed, jolly old elf;
Pretty soon she figured out she’d have to do it herself.

So, she finished her book, then started to write.
She admits, she spent less than one-tenth of one night.

She presented her draft to kids and husband alike.
If they were editors, that letter they’d spike.*

Her husband said, “Umm, why does it rhyme?”
Her boy gave a shrug and turned on a dime.

Her daughter’s reaction was anything but flat,
She said, “Mom, please take my name off of that!”

RJ felt a bit beleaguered, like the Little Red Hen.
Except that RJ’s slackers lacked remorse at the end.

So, RJ finished the letter and sent it on its way.
It’s a thankless job, but at least it’s done today.

 

–That’s my little ode to how the preparation of our holiday letter went this year. Maybe next year will be easier.

(* spike – the journalistic term for not running a story that’s been written.)

About RJ Crayton

RJ Crayton is a former journalist who now writes fiction. She's reported for the Kansas City Star and Wichita Eagle, as well as the smaller publications Education Technology News and Campus Crime. She has two published novels, Life First and Second Life and blogs for Indies Unlimited and the Institute for Ethics and Emerging Technologies. For exclusive content and first looks at her new work, sign up for the newsletter at http://rjcrayton.com/subscribe.
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2 Responses to The Tale of the Holiday Card (Or the Little Red Note)

  1. Charles Ray says:

    Hey, R.J., you want a spot in my Grinch Brigade? I have an opening for Adjutant right now. Seriously, though, neat post. I’d say I can relate to that, but I never do holiday notes anymore. Did one once when I was living in Sierra Leone, but recipients were a bit put off by the stories of hands and heads being chopped off.

    “Twas the night before Christmas
    And I was beginning to cry
    ‘Cause I’d run out of lemons
    and the vodka bottle was dry . . . . etc.

    Keep ’em coming!

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