The Lies We Tell

Once upon a time making gifts/cards/presents was cheaper than purchasing manufactured items.

Apparently, that was so last century.

Or the century before.

Either way, it isn’t today. And yet, I still have it in my head that I should make homemade Christmas cards. So I spent $55 for supplies instead of buy-in a box for $10 (this year’s edition, not last years). This year’s haul:


Sure, I can reuse the stamps and I suppose there is something relaxing about coloring the images I cut out by hand. (Youtube said I could use a rolling pin, two quilting mats and some tape. Youtube lied.)

Ah, who am I trying to kid. I find the whole artistic expression a nice break from wracking my brain for words to paint a picture.

And my mom kinda likes them.

Until next time!


About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at She’d love to hear from you.
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1 Response to The Lies We Tell

  1. Peggy Ustasiewski says:

    And your mom loves them

    Sent from my iPhone


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