We've been in the Christmas Card Workshop -- aka the dining room -- all day, fine-tuning the design, getting up to speed on the right settings for printing on glossy photo paper for the outside and high-resolution vellum for the inside, and then cropping each piece using x-acto knife and steel ruler on our x-acto self-healing mat. We made it through the hours-long precision exercise unscathed, having learned our lesson when we sliced off a bit of our fingertip and ended up in the emergency room at Mass General in our art director days way back when.
Tuck put in an order for 30 cards. Delivery will be around midday tomorrow. Our Glue Stics for tipping in the vellum are at least ten years old and a little on the dry side. 'Will purchase some new ones tomorrow. Other than that, we had everything on hand that was needed, including a good supply of "seasonal white, gold tafetta lined" envelopes purchased from Mass Envelope last year. The inside message is a line from "O Holy Night":
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices . . .
Up to her old tricks, Tiny joined in for a replay of her attack on a Glue Stic, as portrayed on this year's card, together with her brother's assault on a felt tree ornament. Tomorrow the tree comes inside.