Friday, December 15, 2006

Oatmeal Brains

I'm totally a slacker. Either that or my brain has completly turned to oatmeal. I'm gonna say it's the later, because today, I drove more than halfway to Beth's house, thinking that we had a playdate today with her and Sarah. But guess what? That's not until next week. I'm so glad I realized this before knocking on Beth's door and feeling like a total loser (which, you know, is true, but I need not be reminded of this). Anyways... I've been driving around all week with my camera in my purse, trying to remember to take a picture of the house near us that has me confounded as to what to call it. I finally went out last night, leaving Forrest to watch Shepherd, and took several pictures. I may have driven around for about 30 minutes just because I was all alone, without a baby, which by the way was glorious.

So anyways.. no one has sent me pictures... which means:

A.) the folks in your neck of the woods are incredibly tasteful
B.) no one reads my blog
C.) You do read my blog, but honestly could care less about some stupid lights.

So, I guess I'll just resort to making a huge album of the tacky lights in our neighborhood. So, here's the two homes that must be competing for the tacky home award. I'd say the first one wins. How about you? Any suggestions as to what to call this??


Anonymous said...

I'd call it pretty.

I LOVE tacky Christmas lights. The more the better, in my opinion. Really. When my dad was healthy his house way out-did that, simply because the yard is about 10 acres.

My home doesn't look like that because I don't have the time or the money. But I have it in me.

I saw a website the other day you will
Some of them were even too tacky for me!

Anonymous said...

Hi! Just wanted to let you know that I do read your blog, but it's the end of the semester and in my world, that means insanity to the point that my stress-ball self might just explode into illumination of a scary kind shortly.

So, instead of looking for tacky Christmas lights in our neighborhood, I'm stuck enjoying them vicariously through your blog. Sorry and thanks! Somewhere in the Midwest (counting the days until December 21).

Anonymous said...

My multiple choice answer is "A". Actually, there's only one house with lights up in our neighborhood. It's kind of odd.

Our family Christmas Eve tradition is to go looking at everyone's Christmas displays, so I'm at a loss as to what we're going to do this year.

Anonymous said...

that's pretty HIDEOUS!!!!

Beth Fish said...

Man, I wish I had known you were so close. I missed your second call because we were on the way to halfway between you and me for some shoe shopping and we could have had lunch.

Matthew said...

Um, didn't you do this before with a Doctor's appointment when you were pregnant? =)

And we have a neighbor who has a pretty impressive light display but the cool part about it is he has synced the lights up with music so the lights dance around in concert with the music (which is playing over a speaker in front of his house).

He's very proud - I jokingly call him Mr. Griswald.

Anonymous said...

LOL...the first one is awesomely bad.

Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

I have words for it, but I don't think you want language like that in your comment section.

I really wish I had a picture of a house in my neighborhood back in Tampa. It is like this picture, but with music. Loud music.

Anonymous said...


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