On the subject of Christmas cards

It occurred to me over the weekend that many people don’t have our new Tennessee address. Well, I’m not posting it here (I’ve seen too many episodes of Law & Order to do that), but if you’d like to have it (and I know who you are) just shoot me a quick email and I’ll give you the goods.

I doubt that the USPS will forward anything send to the Amarillo address at this point. It’s been 10 months, after all.

If you received a Christmas card from us in the past, chances are you’ll be seeing one in your mailbox this time next week – that is, if I can get my act together. They’re sitting nicely on the dining room table, unsigned, unstamped.

In other news, I had a homeschooling scare this morning. Jeremy’s last unit of math (before Christmas break) is on perimeters. We’re talking very basic geometry. But as I explained it too him, I had a sudden fear of teaching him about diameter, radius, and right angles. I SUFFERED through geometry in high school, and it wasn’t because Mrs. Akins didn’t try her darnedest to explain it. Proofs nearly killed me. Geometry and I are not friends. Here’s hoping there’s going to be a co-op class for this.

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