Half-assed Christmas

Hello, my friends. It has been too long. I came to find out that I do not enjoy regular blogging on a chosen subject (Survivor: China) unless I am being paid to do such writing. So, while you are busy forgiving and forgetting my absence, I will take this opportunity to muse on what I call "half-assed Christmas."

Two days before Thanksgiving, I saw the first resident of Old Village Lane beginning his outdoor Christmas decorating. He lined his walkway with lights and plastic candy canes and adorned the nearest leafless tree with light strands of its own. However, whether for lack of bulbs or lack of style I do not know, but he only put the lights around the tree trunk and partway up the branches. I would have thought he would come back later and finish, but he did the same thing last year, so I know he has no plans of continuing. He got a jump on the holiday season by beginning his decorating before everyone else in the neighborhood, but he did a half-assed job. In my opinion, it would have been better to do nothing at all.

My next objection is to specific time-saving Christmas decorations themselves. Now, I'm not one to say you should always go to the woods and chop down your own pine for a Christmas tree. I myself enjoy the benefits of a prelit artificial tree. However, I happen to believe that this prelit, artificial tree manages to convey a realistic appearance and elegance. Nets made out of twinkly lights thrown hapharzardly onto bushes and a yard filled with inflatable Santas do not. I actually drove by a house that had at least 8 of those inflatable monstrosities not only on the grass, but hanging from the trees! An inflatable airplane piloted by Santa Claus! My one question there was how Santa was simultaneously flying the inflatable airplane while also riding the inflatable ferris wheel and driving the inflatable motorcycle.

So, if you have yet to put up your outdoor Christmas displays at your place of residence, please recall what I'm saying here and put a whole-assed effort into it. After all, Christmas is the season for giving, not laziness.