There are many things I love about this day. Being with family. A religious service. Exchanging gifts. The meal. Nat King Cole's Christmas Album and Sid Mark spinning Sinatra, both in the background. But when the house gets quiet, I'll partake in a more personal tradition: slowly reviewing this year's Christmas cards.
I enjoy sending and receiving, and Rule No. 1 is that if you like the latter, you have to do the former. We usually get ours out a little after Thanksgiving, which is also when I put a small box in the kitchen to collect the incoming. Everybody in our house knows the rules: You can peruse the cards so long as you return them to the box. That's because while we all take a peek in the midst of the normal pre-Christmas crush, what I most enjoy is reviewing them when a quiet time presents itself on Christmas Day.