All over the blogosphere I am seeing posts about people putting their trees up and you know this bitch put hers up on Black Friday. I have always done it on Black Friday for a few reasons. One, I love Christmas and if it were socially acceptable to have the tree up all year I would. Two, I always go shopping on Black Friday and while I have never been physically assaulted or witnessed it, I do see the worst of the worst- people who clearly hate Christmas but yet are out shopping at midnight. Putting up my stuff makes me happy after dealing with these people for 10+ hours.
And as an aside? If you hate Christmas so much? Stop buying gifts. Seriously. If you really hate going out and having to be selfless and think of other people? Just don't go. And if you are one of those people who never know what to get anyone? That may be an indication that you are a selfish person. Just sayin.
This year we cheated and since it was like 40 degrees on Thanksgiving I made Matt go out and put outdoor illumination on the house. I love lights. I love, love, love the tackiness of it all and if my lights prohibits someone else from relaxing in their living room? I love it. I want to be as offensive as I can because I have that much cheer. Sadly, Matt informed me that some of my lights just didn't make it from last year. I am convinced it was sabotage since he hates the outdoor lights and hates Christmas, but you better believe that when shit goes on clearance? I'm stocking up on more. Lighted pigs, flamingos, and the bouncing penguins will be mine. Oh yes, they will be mine.
But there's Matt- trying to fix the icicle lights that go around the peak of our house and stuff.
I also have to give props to Matt for sneakily taking pictures of my ass while decorating the tree- because afterwards his response was, "Well I figured you wanted to blog it." That? That right there is how I know he's a keeper.