My neighbors are being so uncooperative.

Last week I was running errands after work, and lo and behold I saw a grown woman in the food store parking lot who looked like Christmas had vomited on her. She had on the predictable tacky Christmas sweater, green velour sweatpants and red Keds.  Okay, so that ensemble isn’t really surprising to see this time of year.  Unfortunately, she of course accessorized.  With a blinking Santa hat.  And a blinking Christmas light earring and necklace set.  The worst part was I couldn’t get a picture because I was driving, and almost ran into the person in front of me who probably stopped short  because he wasn’t believing what he was seeing either.  I don’t think she was my neighbor.  Bless her heart.

Anyway, that inspired me to chronicle on the blog about When Christmas Throws Up.  And, I knew exactly what my first post was going to be.  The neighbors on the street behind me have decorated.  With no less than 4 huge inflatables in their front yard and 4 or 5 in their back yard.  I’ve been stalking their house trying to get pics.  I even drove out of my way tonight on the way home.  Here’s the thing.  They never have them on.  They have sad, sorry pools of melted plastic Frosty, Santa, snowglobes and whatever the hell else just lying in their yard.  All day and all night.  I guess they got their first electric bill.

Next…just say no to net lights.  Especially if they only partially cover the shrub you half-assed threw it on.  It’s the height of lazy.


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