Friday, December 20, 2013
How A Decapitation Changed Christmas
We "inherited" the snowmen and sleigh when my in-laws, Melvin and Marie, died. It had decorated their farmhouse 2 miles to the north for several years. Since it said "Season's Greetings from The Fritzemeier's," we were the logical choice for taking the sleigh home.
Truth be told, the punctuation on "The Fritzemeier's" drove me to distraction. But I decided it wasn't worth risking the paint job to correctly remove the apostrophe ... especially since I'm pretty sure I'm the only one it bothered.
Still, I really liked it, both for sentimental value and the fact that we had a nice outdoor display item that we didn't have to pay for. Bonus! During the day, it was visible from the road and, at night, we lit it with a flood light.
So, I was disappointed that the snowman and his wife were accidently beheaded by one of the thousands of branches that fell from our majestic old trees in the December 2007 ice storm.
Honestly, we don't have a lot of traffic down The County Line. Having outside lights is more for me than for the person who randomly travels down our road after dark. I tried some lighted Christmas trees, but they fell apart after one season. (Perhaps I should have looked for higher quality instead of lower price.)
But, this year, I saw a house in Stafford lighted with colored floodlights. And I thought, "We could do that!" We have a unique old farmhouse that I think is a real looker. And what could be easier than sticking a couple of floodlights in front of the house. (Well, the first green bulb didn't work, and Randy had to round up a timer. But it was still relatively painless.)