[NOTE: another repeat post from a few years ago. Because some of us haven’t finished our Christmas shopping. From last year…]
Have you received the traditional Christmas email from relatives and friends telling you how incredibly wonderful that past year has been for them?
Right. That’s why I don’t send them out either.
But maybe it’s time we got even. I’ve created a newsy, personal, generic form email letter. Simply send me the names of your family and your street address, and I’ll insert them into the following letter template.
Dear (check one)
___Unidentified Person Who Sent Us a Christmas Letter Last Year*. (*Even though we could never figure out who you were, but your letter said you were obviously so wildly successful we may want to borrow money from you soon):
__Loving Family and Friends**. (**As you can see from the following letter, we are wildly successful ourselves this year but we won’t lend you any money so don’t even ask.):
The fabulously successful Karpenagle family here at the impressive Karpenagle house on Maple Street in Champaign, IL, want to wish you a traditional Karpenagle Happy Holidays and New Year. (Not that you could possibly be as merry and happy as we are, of course, but you should never give up hope. Even if the new episodes of Sherlock and a winning lottery ticket are the only hope you have for the coming year…)

Myra Sue and Wally Sr frequently perform field work on behalf of the Queen. We could tell you about it, but then we’d have to kill you of course.
This year Myra Sue Karpenagle has been balancing her careers as nuclear physicist, fashion model, and mother of four. Her latest redecorating of the tasteful Karpenagle house here on Maple Street in Champaign, IL has been featured in several design magazines, while her selfless volunteer work on behalf of blind baby whales has won her the coveted Champaign, IL PTA Mother-of-the-Year award.

Little Melvin has been scouted, but we feel he should finish the fifth grade before making any decisions on offers.
Wally Karpenagle has been promoted. Again. In his new position, he provides important policy advice to God. In his free time, he coached the little Melvin Karpenagle soccer team to its third consecutive World Championship. Also, he produced enough zucchini in the Karpenagle garden to feed several Third World nations, and published his cookbook, “1001 Things You Never Guessed You Could Do With a Zucchini”, which made the best-seller lists for three months in a row.
Young Wally Jr. Karpenagle is still doing well at the university. As captain, he led their football team to an unprecedented winning season while, of course, maintaining the straight-A average that has just won him a full scholarship to Harvard Medical School and an appearance on the “Wheel of Fortune”.
Luella Karpenagle has been enjoying her year abroad as a Rhodes Scholar. Her pathbreaking article on the sex life of newts was published in an actual scientific journal and she is negotiating with several major studios for the film rights.

For Halloween little Fionella couldn’t decide between Einstein and Miley, but in the end she went for tradition when we couldn’t figure out how to trick-or-treat with that wrecking ball…
Baby Fionella Karpenagle has, at 9 ½ months, begun talking in full sentences (Russian, French, and English) and is writing novels on the new iPoop Baby Genius tablet. Yesterday she toddled over to the piano and picked out a Mozart concerto, the Goldberg Variations, and an original overture.
Espotte, the impressive Karpenagel dog, was named Best of Show and Best of Breed on Earth. He was also featured in a recent “60 Minutes” report for his controversial attempts to keep the impressive Karpenagle house on Maple Street safe from the growing numbers of French poodles with silly haircuts in Champaign, Il.
We are enclosing some candid shots of the impressive Karpenagle family with friends. (President Obama is the one on the left, behind the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, and the Pope is the one with the little round hat.)
We in the Karpenagel family in the impressive house here on Maple Street in Champaign, Il hope we have served as an inspiration to you.
Love, Myra Sue, Wally, Wally Jr, Luella, Melvin, Fionella and Espotte Karpenagle
Actually, I only send out Christmas letters myself if we have moved recently and people will need the correct address to send gifts and money. This seems, in fact, to be a trend. So far, the only one in our house who has received a Christmas letter is the dog. Of course, she did send out a dynamite Christmas email last year.
Really funny, Barb.
A friend of mine received one of those letters (not yours, but from her ‘friend’) telling her what a fantastic year the family had had – no mention at all of how she felt about losing her son who had been born with a genetic problem (which she also failed to mention for several years). Just a photo of his gravestone. And a chirpy cheery letter about how wonderfully well everything was going. Weird.
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Oh that is weird
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Some people take “If you can’t say something nice…” too far. How sad that she couldn’t share what was probably the most significant event of her year.
Personally, I’m a big fan of Alice Roosevelt Longworth’s “If you can’t say something good about someone, sit right here by me.”
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I LOVED this lol
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Thanks! (Let me know how many you’ll be needing…)
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I received one of these this very morning and I feel like slamming my head in a door. I stopped sending cards to this person nearly 25 years ago yet every year I get a 2 page missive on every little triumph of their last year – I have never even met the children so why would I want to know what they have been doing? This year the card contains the chirpy little line – What have you been up to? Like suddenly after all these years I’m likely to break the silence, like I was just waiting for a break in the conversation to be asked… Got to admire the tenacity though… 😉
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I know! I get one every year from someone I knew briefly for a few months when our children played together. But she NEVER PUTS A RETURN ADDRESS. Not so much as an email.
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My one has actually had an address stamp made up that she stamps the back of the envelope with and I noticed it’s getting a little blurred around the edges and had been filled in after with pen this year…just in case it wasn’t clear enough for me…
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I just spit out my ginger beer. No really. Spit. I might need a new keyboard.
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Then my work here is done 😉
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Haha 😀 that brightened up this dreary Travel Lodge room. Thank goodness it has wifi
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I can take almost anything if it comes with coffee and wifi. But I hope you won’t have to take it much longer.
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Thanks 🙂 Just the one night
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Oh dear, I’ve blown it now, I do send a very small missive in cards to people I rarely see, but I don’t glitz up our year, just keep people informed on our milestones. Promise I won’t send you anything though Barb.
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Okay now I’m really going to feel terrible if I don’t get your holiday letter. I have mine almost finished — just have to put in the bits about being shortlisted for the Booker Prize and invited to perform my whistled version of the coda from Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody at Carnegie Hall in New York. But fine. See if I send it to you…
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I actually got one from a friend yesterday. Let me just say that Oxford University, Head of Department and wonderful safari vacation was in the mix. I’m considering telling them that I’ve had a poop transplant.
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Reblogged this on Barrow Blogs: and commented:
Just love this idea – let’s ban all ’round robins’ from show-offs
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