Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Monday, October 28, 2013

Chicken Scratch

I wrote my letter. I wrote it to my grandmother. I hope she appreciates it. 

I now remember why everyone stopped writing letters-it's no good.

1. I have horrendous handwriting. Like, seriously bad. My handwriting has been made fun of on so many occasions that it's ridiculous. 

2. Finding the time to sit down and write on paper was not happening. Ain't nobody got time for that. 

3. What does one say in a letter? I rambled on about random stuff. I told my grandma about this blog. Do grandmas even know what blogs are?

4. No spellcheck. How did people exist before spellcheck??? Even if my grandma can get past the handwriting, I'm afraid she still won't know what I'm trying to say.

I think we all know how I feel about email, text, Facebook, and Instagram-AWESOME!

It was kind of fun to write a letter and maybe I will do it again. It did, after all, give me an excuse to use the stationary I got about 20 years ago. 


Thursday, October 17, 2013

Someone Is Going To Feel Like They've Won A Prize!!

Hey, peeps. I'm challenging myself and all of you to write one letter this week. I get so many adds and bills and junk that when I get any real mail, (baby shower invite, birthday card, wedding announcement, and the like) it feels like I've won a a prize! I get so excited that the real mail gets hung up on the fridge!!! ;)

I think I am going to write to my grandma for this challenge. You can pick whoever you want. I will probably write some random stuff and maybe a memory. Knowing myself, I will probably draw some random pictures as well. If I get super ambitious, I will have Talon dictate a message for me to write and have him color a picture as well. The real challenge will be to actually get it mailed off. I'm sure we have envelops and stamps somewhere....

Letter Writing Challenge: 1 Letter, 7 Days
  •  Pick someone to write to
  • Write to them
  • Mail it
  • Within 7 days
This is why I might struggle to find envelopes and stamps. 
This is our office desk. Yes, most of that clutter is mine. No, my husband isn't very happy about it.