I have recently re-discovered that my husband and I rarely agree on anything. It could be politics, TV shows, how I park my car in the garage, how many duvets do we really need or which way the toilet paper should go on the holder. One item that has been a long time disagreement, but only an annual event, is Christmas lights.
Our neighborhood looks absolutely beautiful this time of year with all of the holiday lights. There are all white, all red, Santas, angels on high and retro muti-color everywhere due to the unseasonably warm weather this past month in Minnesota. There have also been a number of folks who have had professionals come out to adorn their homes and they look amazing.
However, the Schmidt house is dark.
My husband is the biggest Christmas light bah humbugger of all. I don't know if he had a traumatic experience in his childhood - will have to ask his mother - but he will not budge when it comes to lights. I have been tempted to put out a few of those net lights on the bushes because they seem easy, however have decided against due to light retaliation from the home office.
This year he has mentioned he thinks it would be funny to put up ONE string of half-lit lights or ONE light bulb on the crabapple tree in front. The image that keeps popping in my head when he mentions this is of the poor little dog from "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" with that paltry antler stuck to his head. That would be our house, the puny mutt with the lone horn.
He really does have a sick sense of humor. When I do think about it I do laugh and then remember why we work as a couple. I too have the same sick sense of humor.
This is not over. I still want Christmas lights and will be saving all of the change he leaves in his pockets throughout the year to sponsor Christmas lights on the Schmidt house next year. It will really get him when he realizes he subsidized the whole stinking display - every last laundered nickel and dime of it.
Our neighborhood looks absolutely beautiful this time of year with all of the holiday lights. There are all white, all red, Santas, angels on high and retro muti-color everywhere due to the unseasonably warm weather this past month in Minnesota. There have also been a number of folks who have had professionals come out to adorn their homes and they look amazing.
However, the Schmidt house is dark.
My husband is the biggest Christmas light bah humbugger of all. I don't know if he had a traumatic experience in his childhood - will have to ask his mother - but he will not budge when it comes to lights. I have been tempted to put out a few of those net lights on the bushes because they seem easy, however have decided against due to light retaliation from the home office.
This year he has mentioned he thinks it would be funny to put up ONE string of half-lit lights or ONE light bulb on the crabapple tree in front. The image that keeps popping in my head when he mentions this is of the poor little dog from "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" with that paltry antler stuck to his head. That would be our house, the puny mutt with the lone horn.
He really does have a sick sense of humor. When I do think about it I do laugh and then remember why we work as a couple. I too have the same sick sense of humor.
This is not over. I still want Christmas lights and will be saving all of the change he leaves in his pockets throughout the year to sponsor Christmas lights on the Schmidt house next year. It will really get him when he realizes he subsidized the whole stinking display - every last laundered nickel and dime of it.
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