Apparently Scrooge lives in our neighborhood and doesn’t like our Christmas lights. Let’s see… where do I begin?
On Sunday, we lined the front side of the short, curved driveway with a single row of candy cane lights. We went with the candy canes because they’re easy to display and they were the most accessible in our pile of Christmas decorations. We have no other lights out front- just the candy canes. There’s maybe a total of 10 candy canes, no more than 12 inches tall and look sort of like the following picture:
Well, late Monday afternoon we headed outside and to our unfortunate surprise we saw that Mr. (or Ms.) Bah Humbug had ripped out all of our candy cane lights in broad daylight. They were knocked down, unplugged and scattered over the lawn. *Merry Christmas A-hole.*
I have my suspicions but I’m willing to give the neighborhood the benefit of the doubt. For instance, maybe there was a freak wind storm that I missed in which the candy canes were magically whipped up from their grounded spikes or some punk kids decided to have “fun” or even a dog came along and knocked them down. I guess these options are plausible but highly unlikely. First, the desert was as still and sunny as could be- there were no clouds or bad weather in sight. Next, we live on a very quite little street with a total of only four houses. We hardly ever have anyone other than those who live on the street come by. I’ve lived in this house now for six months and haven’t seen any kids. (At Halloween, we had a whopping four kids come to the house and they were all toddlers with one parent.) Even if someone was walking their dog off leash and their dog thrashed someone’s decorations, I would hope they would have the decency to fix it or knock on the door and explain the situation. Therefore, I’m led to believe it’s some mean spirited Scrooge who gets his/her jollies from wrecking havoc on our Christmas decorations. You would think people would have better things to do with their time, but I guess not.
We’ve put the candy cane lights back up as we will not negotiate with Scrooge. (Said in the vein of our trusty politicians, “We will not negotiate with terrorists”) We’ll see what happens today. I’m contemplating putting up more lights now just to piss off the neighborhood Scrooge. I think the front palm tree could use some lights around its trunk, don’t you?