One of my favorite memories from childhood is watching Sesame Street and playing the sing-song game where you try to pick out what object/person/thing is different from the rest of the group.
So let’s play our holiday version, shall we? Everybody, sing along with me:
“One of these things is not like the others….”
“One of these things just doesn’t belong….”
“Can you tell which thing is not like the others…. ”
“By the time I finish this song?”
Did you guess D, the dark house? If so, you are correct and my husband is mortified.
You see, last year we (and by “we” I mean my husband S, his frozen hands and my good thoughts from inside the house) put up some serious Christmas lights. It took days in November. Days. But it made the holiday statement that he wanted to make.
This year? Well, I’m not sure what happened to our November weekends this year, but they sure weren’t spent putting up lots of lights.
I didn’t think we’d miss it. There’s only a couple of weeks until Christmas anyway, the thought process went. Why drag all that stuff out in the rain and cold now when we’ll just have to turn around and take it all down again?
Not putting up the lights was a logical, rational decision. And we’re already regretting it.
Because really, is there ever a logical, rational reason to bedazzle your house with colorful lights in the coldest part of the year? Of course not. It’s just fun and whimsical and festive and joyful.
I predict we’ll be out there this weekend. Look for us clinging to the aluminum extension ladder and muttering swear words as we try to untangle cords and secure plastic clips to the very edge of our roofline. Good times.
Have you lit up your house this year or has the weather not cooperated with your plans? And how long do you leave your outside decorations up? Do you take them down right after New Year’s or do you stretch it into February?