Now I remember why I haven't messed with photo Christmas cards in the last few years. Yeah....it's all coming back to me now. Honestly, I feel a little like Heidi...minus all the nudity (sorry
Heidi, I couldn't resist). Surely these must be the Christmas cards that are just not meant to be.
I think I failed to mention that on Friday when I made a trip into the capital city, I purposely made
Wal-Mart the first stop on my list so that I could get my cards printing while I ran other errands on that side of town. (I already had issues with putting only one lowly little picture on a
cd in the first place.) It just seemed so wasteful, and would you believe that the machine refused to read my disc? Strike One.
In my mind I set aside this afternoon to make my 2
nd attempt at my regular Wal-Mart as the most contributing factor would be that I would already have makeup on and I try to squeeze the impossible in on those days. And of course, in refusing to only put one lowly little picture on another
cd, I put several...114 to be exact...of the most recent family activities and of course our family shots. I knew my afternoon was cut short due to the fact that we'd had lunch at my parent's and we didn't leave there until almost 2:00 and I was due back for choir practice at 4:30, but if I could just get them started, I'd be good, even if I had to come back to get them later.
I stood in line at least 30 minutes waiting on the machine. I was third in line behind one extra
superdy duperdy slow person, whom I thought would
never finish, and then behind an elderly couple who were obviously very proud of their grandchildren and had to develop every picture on their
sd card..yes, all 300 of them....and that is AFTER they had the little associate guy give them lessons on how to work the machine. That just couldn't be good. By the time I got there I was very frazzled and mind you...very short on time. I waited at least another 10 minutes on myself actually (remember the 114 pictures I was determined to put on my
cd?). They took forever to load and of course the one I needed was the very last one. I finally got all the contents of my card put together, placed my order and went on about my merry way, actually with a few minutes to spare. As I began to wander aimlessly down the aisles trying to remember what else I came for it hit me like a ton of bricks. I had forgotten to add my text. I ran back to my machine only to find it being occupied once again. Strike two.
I rushed home for choir practice, church services and another play practice, and afterwards did a little eyelash batting at Pete in hopes of talking him into going back into town with me so I could try this yet another time. It didn't take much when he realized food could quite possibly be involved. He and Little Ann went to sporting goods while I marched back to the photo developing center. You guessed it. With 30 minutes to get my order placed before I would have to wait until tomorrow, it just so happened that I got behind a school teacher who was making individual cards for each of her students...each with a different photo. One she obviously took of each student on Santa's lap. Why me? That is totally a loaded question..........Strike three.
So tonight blog world. I am venting. Is it just not meant to be this year? (and my
doggie looked so cute!!.......and my kids too!
lol. )
I really should learn how to upload photos online, huh?