Why there are no Christmas lights on the outside of my house is simple. I can't picture myself bundling up, making what I can only imagine would be a poor attempt at securing a ladder in my front garden followed by attaching lights to my eaves troughs that may fall apart if I touch them. My boyfriend has the same outlook seeing as when he was volun-told into this task, he straight up refused. I have a wreath. A huge, red poly mesh wreath that I made because there's no way in hell I was spending $60 to own one of these things. I made it for $16! Yes, I'm proud.
In my defense, I'm not a completely horrible, scroogey parent. I put up a tree, I have mistletoe in the doorway, a Christmas tablescape and a few snowmen and Santas placed around the house. I take the kids to see mall Santa, we send letters (that every year I forget to mail) and I make one hell of a (pre-assembled) gingerbread house! I'm just not willing to freeze my ass of to please my fellow light gawkers. I AM however eternally grateful to those people with the 16' tall blow up Santa and snowman on your front lawn! Thank you, you crazy, amazing Christmas loving people that are not concerned with your hydro bill! Merry Christmas!

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