Each and every year I put up the Christmas lights outside on the house. Yes, I. As I've said before, Scott isn't one for hanging lights...but he sure watches from the porch good! Every year I perch precariously on a little outdoor end table and string my lights along the front roofline of my house. Every year I tell myself that I risked certain death from a tragic two foot fall in the name of love for my family and for our Christmas lights. Every year I take pride in dropping hints to everyone that will listen, "Yeah, I hung the lights this year...only took me 45 minutes...almost fell...". I am certain that they look at me like I'm some sort of an icon, a throwback to Rosie the Riveter. I'm a modern day Rosie. I flex my bicep in the face of those who say I can't. "Oh, I never put up my Christmas lights, that's
John's job!". HA! I larf at you.
I received this picture from Laurie this morning. Zac put up Christmas lights this year.
Show off.
2 comments:
Hey, that's comparing apples to oranges! He gets paid the big bucks to climb things. YOU can build a house, can he? :-)
P.S. Tell Laurie we want pics of the tree at night!
WOW - next year, that will be YOU! Of course, where you live, there aren't any trees that tall!
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