I like Christmas lights. Growing up, our neighbor behind us won the city Christmas light contest every year. I found Dolly Parton saying “Happy Birthday, Jesus” on loop a bit tiring (and I love Dolly) but I liked the lights. So, I was pretty happy when The Mister informed me that we would be eating Mexican (yessss) and going to see lights this past Friday. After practically drinking queso I was let down by the severe lack of lights around town. I shook my fist at a few homes and believe I even booed some people for being “poor sports this year.” Then, I realized that we had no lights either. Boo on us.
Our set up includes: wreaths on the windows, two grapevine deer (one moves), six small trees, a grapevine snowman on the porch, two lit topiaries and big white bulb lights.
Side view – The Mister was very specific about not walking in the snow in front of the decorations.
Here is a photo without snow.
Yay for us!
It was entertaining to see The Mister so determined to get everything hooked up. The extension cords were his nemesis. It was extremely cold, so I’m confident our neighbors did not hear any of his rumblings. We have more goods in the attic that I bought on clearance last year and he started planning out next year’s show. Prepare yourself people – we’re gonna light your face off. What do you think about timing the lights to Barbra Streisand’s “Jingle Bells”?