So we’re having this holiday fair in my neighborhood and my next door neighbor Brooke is organizing it all. She has this love of all things crafty and wanted to find a way to get people out for the holidays. Since the majority of the activity surrounds our 2 houses, she said she wanted to really decorate the outside a lot this year. Sure thing, got my lights up on Saturday. Oh but then! THEN she had to mention a possible contest for the best decorated house and THEN IT WAS ON. I’m horribly competitive and I want to win. MUST. WIN. I drive my family nuts with this burning desire to always win.Â
Now, I’m not willing to sabotage anyone else’s efforts but I’m also not above cheating. Last night, I went to Target and got more lights. Because that’s what the house needed. MORE! LIGHTS! I’d always wanted to string some around the front windows but I have no way to attach them. But Brooke suggested using suction cups with hooks on the windows and then quickly kicked herself for helping me. While I was outside putting the new lights up (they need work as my hyper-perfectionist tendencies took over), she was leaving to go get dinner for her family. She backed up and rolled down the window.
“Whatcha doin’ out there?”
“NOTHING!”
“You bought more lights, didn’t you?”
“Maybe! Maybe not”
“You know it IS ON, right?”
“You are going down!!” And I stood outside, in the cold, stringing lights around my bedroom window because dang it, I was going to win a contest that doesn’t even exist yet.
 And Rob still wants to marry me. Happy Holidays indeed!