BLINDING HOLIDAY JOY
Brilliant Jackass
There’s one in every neighborhood
As my house illuminates the darkness of the neighborhood with a brilliance only seen in supernovas, I come to this harsh realization:
I’m that guy.
Here in the United States, it’s barely past Thanksgiving, but I’ve just finished putting up my outside Christmas Lights. Mind you, I hate doing this. In fact, the kids refer to the day I put up outdoor Christmas decorations as “Swear Day.”
I’ve invented more curse phrases during holiday decoration time than I’d care to admit. I consider myself a pioneer of swears, in this aspect.
But, thanks to global warming, I decided this year to put the lights up early.
I live in New Hampshire where our swimming pools are open roughly 3 days out of the year, and during those 3 days, they are only opened for use as ice skating rinks. I can tell you from personal experience that trying to string lights on bushes when it is only 20 degrees(F) is an exercise in anger management.
So, when we had a succession of 60 to 70 degree days here in November (people in the southern states are reading this and already shivering), I decided it was a good time to put them up.
