tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36879565.post3282622530980383016..comments2023-12-10T10:19:49.383-08:00Comments on CreekHiker: Mad Enough to SpitCreekHiker / HollysFollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14987597104795294851noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36879565.post-20638116666558869992007-12-20T06:23:00.000-08:002007-12-20T06:23:00.000-08:00Anon - the word was MAD, not sad. I did make cont...Anon - the word was MAD, not sad. I did make contact for YEARS on end. And all I got was "Love, Susie Q." <BR/><BR/>Years ago, someone told me, "If you want to know if a relationship is working, stop rowing and see if the boat moves." <BR/><BR/>When I was in a wheelchair a few years back, I realized that I was doing ALL the rowing in many, many relationships... especially the "Love, Susie Q" ones. <BR/><BR/>Now that's sad...CreekHiker / HollysFollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14987597104795294851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36879565.post-21303970972791324602007-12-20T00:36:00.000-08:002007-12-20T00:36:00.000-08:00How can you all be so sad about this? If someone t...How can you all be so sad about this? If someone takes the time to send you a card (personal that is), it might be because they care. Not everyone has a lot of time to write as much as they'd like to - so if you have the time and want more contact, why not make the contact yourself. It sounds like you are lonely and could do with a good friend. Why not be the one to make the first move and write about what YOU have been doing and send that off at Christmastime. You might be surprised by a response or two.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36879565.post-17838424016724622962007-12-11T20:12:00.000-08:002007-12-11T20:12:00.000-08:00There's an opposite end of the spectrum here, when...There's an opposite end of the spectrum here, when people tell you details of their year that you wish they'd keep to themselves. <BR/><BR/>I'm guilty of that no-info card sending myself, because I think my year wouldn't cheer up anyone, except people who secretly enjoy others' misfortunes. I started including my email address and never have gotten an email from anyone wanting to know more, I don't know if giving my email addy is insulting, or if they just don't care. I don't mind, I don't send out a lot of cards anyway.Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12520385015262898344noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36879565.post-6677472338929478372007-12-11T19:48:00.000-08:002007-12-11T19:48:00.000-08:00Velvet, I get that from a real estate agent I hate...Velvet, I get that from a real estate agent I hated. She KNOWS I don't care for the way she works and yet, every year, there's her card. Those I don't mind... There's no anticipation or emotion with a business relationship. <BR/><BR/>Annie, My thoughts exactly... why bother?CreekHiker / HollysFollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14987597104795294851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36879565.post-12826910615304508212007-12-11T19:46:00.000-08:002007-12-11T19:46:00.000-08:00I had the exact same response to a card I received...I had the exact same response to a card I received from a guy I worked with years ago when I noticed that it was his wife who had signed his name AND I've never met her and there was nothing other than their names on the card. Geez, I thought, why did they even bother?Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08273873865160002759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36879565.post-23433109821092753562007-12-11T16:16:00.000-08:002007-12-11T16:16:00.000-08:00I stopped sending Christmas cards a few years ago ...I stopped sending Christmas cards a few years ago precisely because all I had time to write was "love" and my signature.<BR/><BR/>It tickles me that for the past several years I can count on receiving two cards early in December: one from the real estate agent who sold us the house ten years ago and one from the man who sold me my car. Their sincerity underwhelms me.Linda@VShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04499621332375290781noreply@blogger.com