I can tell Christmas coming. The catalogues all change, the lights are slowly going up around the neighborhood, and I have a couple of pumpkins that are rotting on my front doorstep.
|She has seen better days|
My wife has a huge issue with the way I decorate the house. Well I should say not the way I decorate, but how long it actually takes me to take things down or throw things out. She has threatened me in the past with divorce over such things, and says that we are the laughing stock of the entire neighborhood. With my son Tyler now in the second grade, she fears he will be picked on because I try to spread holiday cheer as long as possible. I say if I can make at least one person smile as they drive past our house, who cares what everyone else thinks.
When did we get to the point where we concerned ourselves over what Tom and Judy from down the street think of us?
|Is this really so bad?|
One year I had our outside Christmas lights up until sometime around Mothers Day. Maybe that was a little much but I liked them. I liked being different than everybody else. Where I live the lights go up right around Christmas and EVERYONE takes them down the week after New Years. One month of holiday lights just doesn't seem enough to me. Why not leave them up a little longer, is there really harm in that? You see, my lights I like to consider winter season lights. They look like a giant pair of candy canes on the front pillars of my house. Last I knew we didn't stop eating candy canes right after Christmas, heck I have had them in July before.
So after Christmas is done I like to think that they are Valentines Day lights. Why not, they are red and white, I have seen people put heart shaped lights in front of their houses, whats wrong with two giant candy canes? I have even thought about adding a green light to the mix, that way we can just leave them up until St. Patrick's Day! Maybe even add a blue blue on in and have them up for Memorial Day and the Fourth of July, how cool would that be? We would definitely be the talk of the neighborhood.
But my wife thinks for the wrong reasons.
As if there are actually people sitting in their homes holding parties and laughing at the Willeys down the block. I say screw you Stooges, they are my lights and I am keeping them up all year this year! At least until the divorce papers are filed.
That reminds me I should probably go get that scarecrow and those rotting pumpkins though they are looking a little funky.