the neighbor pressure is pretty tough.
but we have support. Our attached neighbor is a florist and I think she knew we wouldn’t be able to keep up, being the new kids, so she gave us a wreath.
She will get a pie.
we hung lights.
across the street, the guy who only wears pajamas, has conservatively decorated his yard, but please imagine the sound…
the lights stay lit during christmas carols which sound like they are being played on a fisher price keyboard. when a song is completed all is silent, then it all begins again. keep in mind you can hear this shit across the street in our back yard. merry christmas. It is better than the bass of the 70s rock station from johns deli. We can’t hear it in the house, and it doesn’t seem to be on at ridiculous times of the day and night.
He will not get a pie.