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Christmas Lights

The whole holiday season, from Halloween to Christmas, is my favorite time of year.  

At Christmas time, I love Christmas lights.  I love to see everyone's lights up and how beautiful they all look. What a lovely thing - different colors, different kinds.

My son and his bride spent a couple of hours on Thanksgiving putting up Christmas lights on my house.  I was so excited, it was our first step into Christmas.  They looked so pretty.

Fast forward a week and a half.  The wind outside is horrible.  I've watched my lights kind of fall a bit.  Then fall a little more.  All the sudden we heard that whip and whir sound and we knew that they had come off more.  I went outside - half of them were dangling completely down.  I just pulled that set down.  But, the rest is now all screwed up.  When I tried to come back in the house, the wind was so freaking bad the door slammed into the side of my boob - and not tenderly.  Made me say very bad words.

I'm near tears.  I'm frustrated.  Ted knows me when I get this way and we are trying to avoid an argument because I wanna bawl and I wanna scream.   I'm going to get my Christmas spirit back.  But, right now, it's not going to happen.  

I hate the wind.  I absolutely hate it.  I can deal with almost anything to do with weather, but, the wind is the absolute worst thing there is.  It's horrendous, it's horrible.  Think about it - almost every kind of insane weather anomaly has wind in it; hurricanes, tornadoes, cyclones, blizzards.  Think about what the wind does to a wildfire.  There is absolutely nothing positive about the wind, other than the day it cleared the leaves off my front lawn.  Today - I can proclaim without any type of doubt - I hate the wind.

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  1. One thing about wind is that if we didn't have it we would never get any rain or snow and we would dry up with no water. Sorry about your lights. I hope you can get them back up and the wind will behave itself!!

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