Ray and I have had our first serious difference of opinion. He does not like my 3 foot, light-up plastic Santa that has been adorning every one of my entryways since all of my children have been toddlers. He even went so far as to say that he thought my Santa was "cheap looking and gaudy." Now this is the same man who has a pair of bright white plastic hands, palms open, on a base that sit on top of his TV to hold the remote control device. Nothing cheap or gaudy THERE! But I love Ray. I'm trying to remember that he never had any children and he doesn't get all warm and fuzzy when it comes to any activities that involve Santa or any kind of stuffed animal. Except for that teddy bear of his that I accidentally threw out! We'll NEVER be able to forget THAT now, will we? I have kept myself busy though. The outside lights finally arrived and my son put them up for me today. The wiring was screwed up (what a suprise) and it took us about 2 hours to get all three up and working but they look great! It's actually so bright out there now that I don't even need to plug in my plastic Santa. Ray said that he found him lying on the side of the house last night when he came home from work. Sure. Sure he did. "The wind must have blown him over", he told me. So he picked him up and carried him into the house "for safekeeping." I put him back out there tonight where he stands under those bright lights, ready to greet yet another Christmas with me. This year he'll delight my baby grandson like he delighted my kids when they were small.
Only this time... I started a new tradition that I'm sure I'll continue each and every year from now on... I filled him with some bricks and tied him to the hose bib! And when we finally build that porch he's gonna have at least 2 light up reindeer standing beside him!