Last Christmas, our illuminated rotating deer succumbed to the elements . His head clicked in a Parkinsonian way and only his hinder parts light up. So we decided to discretely dispose of our twitching, glowing-bummed reindeer.
In addition, the 6000 mini-lights that were carefully wrapped around each limb by meticulous Mr. B, were unceremoniously eaten by our dog . We were picking up little bits of masticated holiday lights for months.
So this holiday season, we opted for simplicity. We became minimalists. We decided, there would be no replacement for "Twitchy". No blow-moulded figurines. No lights.
Not wanting to appear to have no holiday spirit, O best beloved put two crisp red bows on the lanterns outside our door.
By early December our minimalist approach was very apparent. The lights in our neighborhood could easily be seen by alien life forms on other planets, neighboring solar systems and distant galaxies. Costco surelyl had had a huge display because there were glowing snowmen EVERYWHERE. Rooftops twinkled with multi-colored lights. Candy canes adorned lawns. More than a few healthy reindeer nodded our way.
A neighborhood child surveyed our barren yard and asked if we celebrated Hannukah. He shook his head in amazement to find that we were did not. I noticed that one house had a glowing Menorah and white lights twinkling outside.
So, who knows what next year will bring. Will we give in to peer pressure? Will the bows return?
I'm not sure....but I did see a great blow-up Santa on clearance at Kohls...hmmm
