and I'm a little scared.
He's decorating for Christmas. You have to understand the severity of this situation. He's never done this before. Now don't get me wrong; he's all for the holiday season. He loves the cookies and fudge and chocolate-covered cherries that typically accompany this time of year. He loves shopping for me and the kids and will even take us for the mandatory drive-around-the-neighborhood-tour of Christmas lights.
The thing is he usually never gets involved with the decorating of the home. That job usually falls to me and the kids and the be brutally honest... just me (and in my lovely daughter's defense before she protests loudly, she decorates her own room, thank you very much). I'm always the one to want to put lights outside and even though I have often asked the man of the house for help, it ends up being just me and the oldest. Decorating is just not the husband's thing. He's got better things to do than to hang tinsel and fight with lights.
Not this year. He is a man on a mission and our house may end up being the next Griswold (think National Lampoon's Christmas movie). We've got blue icicle lights, white icicle lights, blue single strand lights, green garland, a full size tree complete with lights and decorations, a radio playing Christmas music, stockings that are hung, and plans for Mr. and Mrs. Claus chilling in a couple of rocking chairs. AND THIS IS JUST THE FRONT PORCH.
Lord have mercy.
He's not stopping there.
Plans are in the works for a Baby Jesus in a manger with a cross behind Him sitting by the driveway. Next to this he plans to install a sign that reads something like "Dear Mr. President, We Are Still A Christian Nation." He wants a star hanging high in a tree and a river of blinking lights in our (now dry) fountain. He asked me today if I thought I could find pink lights, and I'm not sure why. I asked him (while we hanging lights, of course) why this year was different. He looked at me and simply said, "Nothing else is going right. I might as well go all out."
Bless his heart.
Go all out, Babe.
Just please leave the inside to me. ;)
1 comment:
I LOVE it. Sounds delightful. Going all out is just the thing to lift your spirits. Send that man to me. I have a yard to do here. My hubby never decorates at all. I buy icicle lights that hang on suction cups inside the windows and do it myself. And it's a daunting task. LOL Take care.
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