I have talked a lot this year about my lack of Christmas Spirit. I was planning on coming into work today, doing the MI-5 and wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and Prosperous New Year. And it isn’t that I don’t wish all my readers that….because I do. That being said…I have to tell you that when I left my house my father was walking around the front yard mumbling several curse words and threatening to take down our outdoor Christmas display (you can’t really tell from the crappy video but our whole street really puts on the the dog when it comes to Christmas decorations…and the house I focus on is ours…and the decorations? Are all hand drawn, cut out of plywood and painted- mostly by my father…some by me and my brother. Well with exception of the inflateables). Anyway…because for the third time…we have had someone steal some of our decorations. The first year they did it was the worst. They not only stole all of them…but they destroyed them…we found pieces of them all over the neighborhood. This year seems to be the most mild. One is missing (Chuckie Finster from Rugrats fame) with his stake pulled out of the ground just laying on the frosty grass, many were turned backwards, one was half ripped off its stake (chip and dale on a sled). These are something my father sketched out on wood, cut out with a jigsaw and then spent HOURS painting…usually in a cold as ice garage. Even the ones my brother and I helped paint…he always put the finishing outlines and touches on.
A lot of work to have some one maliciously ruin. Ironically this year we have had the most people ever coming to enjoy the decorations. They drive down our street extra slow…and if you listen….sometimes you can hear the elated screeches of children as they scream out the names of their favorite cartoon characters. (ELMO!! or SPONGEBOB…or HAPPY FEET). On Saturday night I went to move my car out of the street and back into the driveway when a little girl come out and grabbed me by the shirt…and drug me over to the Spongebob decoration and started talking to me in a language probably only she understood about “Sunj-Ob!” as her mom thanked us for doing this.
I really don’t understand why anyone would destroy someone else’s joy….seriously. And while I tried to talk my dad out of taking down the decorations in the couple minutes I had before I had to leave for work – I can’t say as I would blame him for taking them down. Nor would I blame him for not putting them out next year.
Well thanks for letting me get that out. That being said…I am out of here. Festivities tonight….and some tomorrow. Then off to Vegas until next year….I won’t be blogging during this time. But don’t worry I will be back…hopefully with a better attitude. Until then…happy Christmas and all that stuff.