Hello, this is Bennett, one of the Doozy doozies,

ABBA fans Rejoice! Our next big birthday ecard will be an ABBA spoof with newly composed music by our Doozy song writer, Mark, and featuring kitties in Swedish spandex costumes.  

Hi again, Chandler here writing on Leap Day, Feb. 29, 2008.

Some of our customers are still buried in snow. Bennett, who writes many of our scripts and is the Gecko’s voice, reports his Mom is expecting to be snowed in New England this weekend by another blizzard. March will come in like a lion. But the funny thing is other customers are feeling a Spring awakening already. My kids here in California just got the season’s first grass stains on their pants yesterday playing in the yard. If any of you reading this have a good inexpensive remedy for removing grass stains, please write in and let me know it!

My youngest, Cooper, has been speaking in sentences since the New Year began (thanks to those of you who asked after him), and my second, Ollie, tells me he will grow up to be the doctor for the whole city. He has the kind of personality that makes me believe he probably will. Otis, my oldest,  seems inclined toward Rock Star. What are your kids interested in? Write in and let us know. HAPPY LEAP DAY!

Every year, the Cooke-Chandler clan gathers for the annual Christmas family photo. Many of our freinds and family ask about the process of this photo. So, the following is a behind the scene look at the Organizational genus of the Cooke-Chandler Matriarch team leadership. In this scene, displaying calm in the center of the storm, Chandler, entering from the right and Brenda, my wife, seated center, discuss what needs to happen next. Allen Cooke, Chandler’s brother, standing top left, studies last year’s photo and discusses with Pat Chandler, Chandler’s husband, to his left, how it should really unfold. Me, Bob Cooke, Chandler’s dad, seated center, seem to be talking to an empty space in the chair. Please notice that no one seems to be paying attention to the Patriarch side of the Cooke-Chandler leadership. Humm, wonder why?

It’s a lazy day after Christmas.  The kids are  busy, busy, busy with all their loot, people are grazing on Christmas left overs, I’m returning customer support calls. Then the baby gets sick and throws up all over his bed. We assemble a crisis team. Hubby hands out plastic gloves; I strip baby down and bath him in the laundry room sink.  Hubby takes the crib apart, hand washes everything and starts the first of five loads for the washer.  An hour later, baby is clean, happy and eating a cracker.  Then, he throws up again…and again.

After a second round of commando cleanup, the Christmas Honeybaked ham isn’t looking so good. Happily I put it back in the fridge and opt for some water.

My other two sons are still in their pajamas  - a luxury that only happens a few days a year when a family of five has no place to be.  After four hours of Guitar Hero, I decide the ten year old needs a break.  I have a few hundred hours of arcade games behind me.  That’s right, I tell my son and nephew, I had to put a quarter in for every single game I played and I played A LOT.  “That’s lame,” one replies unsympathetically.  They don’t know who their dealing with. I slip the strap over my shoulder and choose  “Rock Me All Night Long”.  The kids start snickering. Strumming proves to be a bit of a challenge but I’m getting the hang of it, I think, until I am being booed off Guitar Hero’s stage.  The sting is real as my laughing ten-year old son takes the guitar back to start his hundredth song. He strums it like a pro hitting every note perfectly. I vow to practice when the kids are sleeping.
With the baby back in bed safely, with lots of clothes and no covers (five loads from vomit and five normal family loads are my limit), I  move on to try the three-year old’s toys.  Sesame Street games, building sets, train sets and more train stuff; I’m already bored.  You do have to fake it until you make it when you have Thomas the Train fans in the house.  I start drooling worse than my toddler, who drooled worse than a Saint Bernard.

I’m yearning to try Guitar Hero again.  Of course I’ll have my spotlight alone tonight when the kids are passed out from the results of hyper consumerism.  The moonlight is here and the family room is getting ready for Mama’s descent into Rock stardom. Of course that’s assuming the baby is sleeping soundly too.

We’ve been working the elves since early November and now we’re excited about our 15 New Christmas and Seasonal Cards that now appear on the site. Our workshop is still open, however, and we will present a few more new Christmas ecards in the next few days. Our Winter holiday ecards this year cover two types of greetings for the occasions. Our newer line of elegant imagery coupled with mature, heartfelt sentiments expands this season with egreetings that capture the essence of what makes Christmas special to us and which we share with our families. Of course, with our name as “Doozy” we couldn’t leave humor aside. This year our animation spoofs the “Nutcracker” ballet, expose why Santa’s reindeer fly (warning: beautifully inappropriate humor here), and watch how snowmen heat themselves.

Our Doozy classic best sellers are back too. You just can’t beat a Rapping Rudolph… I know I’d pay just to hear Santa exclaim, “Let’s get jiggy!” So please take a minute to have fun perusing the cards, find one that makes you laugh or touches you, and let a friend in on it by sending the greetings you like best. I’m sure they will appreciate your thinking to send them an entertaining animation.

We wanted to wish every one of our visitors a Happy Holidays! This is a great time of year and we have created lots of new wonderful cards that are already on the site and we still have a couple more new cards that will be loaded in a day or two.