The other night, I unwittingly built up a gargantuan amount of static electricity; when I picked up the phone in the kitchen, I got a HUGE shock and the phone fried itself. Truly. It was crispy and everything. The messages erased, and the phone does not work anymore. That was our main phone -with a built in answering machine- so if you are trying to call us and can't get a live person OR an answering machine, that's why. We should have gone out today and got a new one but we were too busy being productive in other ways. Of course, we still have other phones in the house but none of them have answering machines hooked up. So if you need to leave a message, try the cell phones.
Judging from their decorations and lights, our neighbors are endowed with a fanatical amount of holiday spirit. I dare not elaborate on my opinions of certain decorations because I am my mother's daughter and I worry that someday one of my neighbors might stumble upon the blog, find this post and - GASP- be offended. BUT. The other night we had a visitor who commented that our neighbors might think from our lack of decorations that we're Jewish. I thought that was pretty funny. We do look conspicuously bare and somewhat bah-humbuggish compared to all our twinkly, colorful neighbors. I guess I've just been slow to get in the holiday spirit - that and I'm just not one for elaborate outdoor decorations. Or much of any elaborate decorations, for that matter. To be honest, it's the kind of thing I'd ask Brad to do, but I don't want to ask him to do anything extra these days because he has an inSANE amount on his plate. Maybe I should put a massive inflatable menorah, or a huge plastic dreidel, or gigantic, glowing star of David on the lawn. Just to give the neighborhood something to talk about. Another reason for them to think we are "different." I did buy some of those window candles this afternoon - although I need more extension cords to make it all work- and hopefully passersby will see our Christmas tree...Not that there's anything wrong with being Jewish, but I kinda like Jesus.
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8 comments:
I kinda like Jesus too.
And I liked this post so much I read it to my mom. You Yankee Jewish-ish person with no blinding, I mean Christmas lights! Do up your yard!
We don't have any outside decorations up either.
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That's almost as rare as spontaneous combustion!
number 2
Worse than offending..someone might be able to figure out where you live by the descriptions of your neighbors decorations!!
Holy Canoly! You crisped your phone? Absolutely incredible. That is actually scary, now that I think about it. Please stay away from computers, for their sakes :-)
Don't worry about the lights, I'm behind you 1000% on that! Let them run their electric bill WAY up, let them be garish and tacky, let them think what they want! but if I see bradley growing sidelocks, I'll have to put the smackdown :-)
KK- Good point on that second one...
Just gotta clarify about the lights. SOMETIMES I like really elaborate decorations- on other people's houses- but it depends. It's not the quantity- it's the quality. Some people can do it tastefully. Some people just choose bad color combinations and then use strange, tacky accessories. I WISH I could post a picture of a certain neighbor's house and THEN you'd know what I mean...
Ahhhhhh! I can't believe the scariness of static electricity! I have a whole new respect for it now. Oy vay!
And I agree - it's all about quality in the decor department.
wear teake clogs, that waye you won't collecte static electricity.
hey, teak is back...
Poor Clair. I hope nothing happended to you.
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