Holiday cards should come in boxes of eight

Yesterday's jury duty situation got a lot worse before it got better. Many other things went wrong, and after many tears and words I will not use on this blog and a fight or two, it got faxed. Not by our fax machine. But at least it got there. And now I'm also sending it via the mail, so I am crossing my fingers that no other issues arise from this.

Because we have no nice friends offering to take pictures for our holiday cards this year (although feel free to come down here and take pictures for us Jeff, we'll buy you lunch :) ), we are having an issue with what to do. Peter really wants to try to take the pictures himself, even though he has not bought his super perfect yet very very expensive camera yet. I refuse to be in the card if this is the case, so we are going to try putting Andy outside in nice-ish clothes and hope that we get a good picture out of it. Peter has been told that we need holiday cards ordered and all set by the time we go up to RI for the holidays, so that is less than two weeks for it all to work out. If it doesn't, I'm buying some cute ones at B&N, and maybe we'll print a few pictures of Andy for the people we think would want one. That seems the easier option to me, but I know picture cards are important to Peter. Last year I ended up crying hysterically the day of picture taking because I was just too overwhelmed with life and baby, and after yesterday's ordeal, I need easy. Everything that is not family related is totally getting hard and stressful right now, so I can't handle anything else. So in that respect, it's probably good that most of the picture taking/holiday card responsibility is now not really on me.

We went to the zoo today, more later on that!