'Tis the season of giving but thank God it's MY year, sucka!

Christmas lights!  I frickin' love Christmas lights.  Little white ones that are in straight lines (not the lights that are in those tubes) and that line the roof, the windows, and are in the big bushy trees and line the downtown streets.  If you ask Chris (and probably lots of other people) that is BOOOOORING.  I beg to differ.  That is beautiful.  That is traditional.  That is calm.  You know the Christmas song lyric that says, "All is calm, all is bright"?  They were talking about beautiful homes dressed in white Christmas lights.   Like this:

 Chris, on the other hand, likes big! colored! lights! and if half the strand blinks and the other half doesn't, all the better.  No, I made that last part up but it may as well be that way because it's just like frosting on the tacky cake.  I hate it.  He thinks it's festive, I think it's gawdy.  Like this:

  You can see that there was just no meeting in the middle on this issue.  We decided for the sake of our marriage that we should just simply alternate years.  This year is my year and I'm very excited.  I look forward to tomorrow when we get to put up MY lights.  And all will be calm.  And all will be bright. 

If you're a Christmas lights snob like I am, you may enjoy this website:  www.uglychristmaslights.com

I'm posting this today knowing that tonight we are going to see a local house that off-the-hook crazy with Christmas lights and also that tomorrow my house will be decorated.  I may post updated pictures.  Or not.  Do you even care?  I seriously need to get a life.

BTW, neither of those pictures is of my house.  Just in case you thought so.