Keeping up with the Jones'

Earlier this year we moved from a quiet street in an older part of town to a subdivision.  A full fledged subdivision.  As in, I-can-wave-to-my-neighbor-leaving-for-work-while-I-feed-the-baby-breakfast subdivision.  

A couple of weekends ago, on a mild weather Sunday, we started decorating the outside of our house.  Last year, this consisted of maybe 2 strings of lights and some fake tree bough garland wrapped around our step.  

Hubbs felt that, because some of our neighbors have beautiful magical Christmas wonderlands displayed on their front lawns we need MORE.  I knew he was serious when he climbed a ladder and attached lights to our eves.  This may not sound like a big deal, but considering that we didn't even OWN a ladder until this particular day, you can see what I'm getting at.  

Because we live in what must be one of the windiest places on earth, he did stop short of inflatable lawn decorations and anything else that may damage the neighbor's vehicle when the wind blows.  We do have a couple of extra light up decorations fastened securely to our front porch and, I must say, our house looks Christmas-y indeed.