For the past few years, we've sent out holiday cards because I like receiving them, especially when there are photos of the senders (and not just their kids), and/or a note. I prefer to put my own stamp on this kind of thing, so we hired an illustrator each time, and the results were really fun. She's know for drawing pugs, so it was a good match.
After last year, however, I vowed not to send anymore out. For one thing, they're a fair amount of work; second, recipients don't ever acknowledge the card; and third, we receive fewer and fewer cards each year—last year we got like six. Still, it's a rare chance to remind people that we're alive, particularly now that we've moved to California, so when I got a catalog from one of those holiday card printing companies, well.... Adam vetoed it.
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I've praised David Marchese's interviews in the New York Times before, but this week's, with Shirley MacLaine, is a good reason to do it again. Also, kudos to Martin Scorcese for pointing out the problem with the glut of superhero movies.