Once upon a time, there lived a young bachelor. He was a highly esteemed agriculture teacher at a small high school. He was energetic, creative, exciting. He even decorated his country house for a Christmastime contest...and won!
Fast forward nearly 10 years, and this agriculture teacher is now a full time farmer and currently is arguing with his wife about whether or not exterior illumination is NECESSARY this year?
IS IT NECESSARY?
That is not even the question I posed (by the way, the teacher was Joe, and I'm the wife...duh). The question was simply whether or not he would be helping me (did I mention I am carrying his FOURTH child??) put up said exterior illumination, not whether there would even be any.
Sheesh.
However, like after any discussion Joe and I have, this discussion got me to consider my viewpoint from another angle. I started to reconsider whether or not Christmas lights are necessary this year. After all, Ed and Joyce-our lovely neighbors-,my parents, and a handful of drunks out for a joy ride are the only folks who truly travel our road. Why would they need to notice our Christmas spirit?
However, why wouldn't they notice our Christmas spirit? Why shouldn't we pretend that people would notice that we did a nice job making our Norman Rockwell-ish front porch look even more Norman Rockwell-ish? Why don't I just do it myself?
Well, it's raining currently, and the wind is about 30 MPH, so I'm not interested at the moment, but my point is this: farmers tend to view anything that is outdoor related, but not farm-related as unnecessary, even if we are celebrating the birth of Christ (note the guilt trip here...pack your bags, Farmer Joe!). Seriously, it has come to my attention that because farmers are outside all day and some times even into the night, working with animals, caring for sick calves, hauling grain to the elevator in the wee hours in order to beat the lines, some tend to believe that everything else should be taken care of by those at home, or not tended to at all.
I know this is not necessarily the case with every farmer, but in my world, my mom puts up the lights, my aunt has stood on the bed of the pick up truck to string her lights, and I will, tomorrow, haul out my greenery and lights and put up my own dang Christmas lights.
Until there's some sort of competition in our "neighborhood," or when a commodity can come out of greenery and twinkling lights, we will never be accused of making a bigger carbon footprint because of the excess electricity our fancy light display is using.
Merry Christmas.
Ten years ago, my father-in-law spotted me hanging lights while standing on top of a five-gallon bucket stacked on top of a plastic lawn chair. He bought me a ladder. My husband has yet to hang a single light...or buy a ladder! Good luck with yours tomorrow! And may Joe get lots of ribbing from this post. :)
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Haha. I think my dad has had very similar reactions to your husband. I love Christmas lights, especially in the country. There is something magical about driving down old country house and seeing a house all lit up like a gingerbread house. Good luck, and hopefully we'll see pictures.
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Hope you can convince him to illuminate!! Have you put your tree up yet? I'd LOVE to showcase pics of your Christmas decor Emily on http://copperwest.ca Hope you're having an amazing day.
ReplyDeleteThis made me laugh out loud - not only because I could hear your voice so clearly in it but also because I can vividly picture the discussion. :) I know your home looks beautiful - and full of the Christmas spirit - with your lights!
ReplyDeleteMy husband and I have this same discussion every year! Last year I won the battle and put up my lights. Small victory for me! When I was reading your post I thought - that is SO my husband, things at home should be tended to by me or not at all...
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