When I was a child, I use to enjoy looking at Christmas lights, but my parents knew how to go about it. They would bypass commercial areas and drive up and down residential streets, slowing to a crawl when coming to a home that had lights.
My husband, on the other hand, does not do that. Don's idea of taking in Christmas lights is to drive down the main roads, which are usually non-residential, to a particular destination. Then, when we arrive in the neighborhood he has in mind, he drives 30 miles an hour (I'm not kidding. I looked at the speedometer). Now, I realize 30 miles an hour is slow IF YOU'RE ON A HIGHWAY OR FREEWAY, but not when you are in a residential area trying to catch a glimpse of homes that have been decorated for the holidays.
Year after year after year, I have tried to help Don understand the process of looking at Christmas lights and year after year after year, he forgets and does the same thing. I don't get it.
This is what I see from the passenger seat when Don is driving...
...unless I blink and then I miss the display in its entirety.
Photograph by David Wagner @ publicdomainpictures.net
4 comments:
That made me laugh! I can just imagine it. I used to love to do that as a kid too and we still do when we see a neighborhood that looks appealing.
I do love the way you put yor point across :-)
Maybe it would be more efficient for Don to take one of the other kids on an "express run" and then come home and preheat the oven or put on the cocoa, while you and Cody take the scenic drive?
I look forward to visiting your blog again. Thank you for sharing with us!
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