I am in the middle of spring magazine deadlines and packaging parcels.
(A proper blog post will follow)
In case everyone was wondering if I had drowned in bubble wrap?
Or maybe, did she accidentally mummy tape herself, and no one has tried looking for her?
Yes yes, I survived all that ;)
At 1 a.m. I realized, there would be another year that we have not sent out holiday cards.
Are you as bad as me?
Do the holidays get away from you before you can even send a greeting card?
Ugh, I am the worst at that.
Soo, I got one of those second wind things you can get at those crazy after midnight hours...
And, I whipped up some silly Christmas doodle cards to send out.
My little familia!
I know, one of my legs looks wonky, haha!
Have you ever wondered why himself and I call each other Lovee and Dovee?
It's funny, ever since I started using the term lovee, so many of my friends use it too.
I think it's addicting ;)
L o v e e.
Here's the thing...
There is a silly story as to how the pet names began, and it isn't because we are so disgustingly romantic.
That would be ridiculous, I know.
If you know ML, he has a crazy sense of humor and whips out the sailor speak all the time.
Do sailors really say lots of bad words?
(me thinks probably not)
Anyhow, there was this business man who helped me in the office when I went into real estate at 25, named John. Teaching me the ropes, etc.
He would always call me Lovee.
At that time I had also just met ML in the same office, and we were having a magical getting to know each other time.
I thought it was sooo hilarious and silly to be called lovee, that I started calling ML, Loveeeeee, to be funny.
(he knew John too, so it was an inside joke)
I would say it in a proper British accent, Oh Lovee, where art thou?
And eventually, he would respond in an accent also, calling me Dovee.
Over time I just became Dove.
Now, 13 years later, I am always Dove this and Dove that.
He became Mister Lovee because that is all I have ever called him from almost the moment I met him - plus I have a hard time calling certain people by their real names.
I have no clue why.
Lovee is who he is to me, and nothing else.
I could never ever call him by his name to his face.
It's too foreign to me.
In fact, it would be beyond weird for him to call me Vanessa to my face.
When I hear him refer to me to others as Vanessa, I cringe.
It's too weird.
Eventually, a few other people would call us Lovee and Dovee too.
It just stuck without intention all those years ago.
And that is how that came to be.
I thought, there is no way I can get a Christmas card to all of you, some of my dearest pals.
So, I decided to share it here with you.
I know this is borderline rude...
I should get a bunch of stamps and addresses.
But it's a printable size, if you'd like to print your Christmas card from us 4.
(click on it, let the screen open, and when it gets smaller on the next screen click it again to make it bigger and printable)
I know, totally improper, but it's a way for me to share it easier.
It's still heartfelt.
Imagine if everyone started sending you a printable holiday card in email??
Here's a card, print it if you want?
Pinnacle of technology madness, it would be :)
Do you have pet names with loved ones?
What are they?
How did it happen?
ps: Although Miles is always love love love for anyone, while he is off sleeping somewhere on his back by 10 p.m., little Matty is still following me around. When I stay up really late he cuddles in no matter where I am. Here he is with me packaging at 2 a.m.
If he can't find me he freaks out.
He won't move without his mama.
This poor furry kid, only trusts and loves me.
My little foxling.
If you give Miles a treat he hogs it down no matter what it is.
If you give Matty a treat he takes it and spits it out to inspect it first.
Untrusting little nature :)