Labor Day around here was pretty lazy ... kind of a giant nap after Jake's and Samantha's wedding weekend. Helen organized the household while Jonas and I played with battery operated flying machines. We went for a ride in the convertible, enjoyed fireworks left over from the rained-out 4th of July and slept. Oh yes ... we also adopted a homeless Snowman that was left on our front porch Labor Day morning. While I'm not exactly sure where he came from, I do have a hunch.
For months I have been enduring the ridicule of our neighbor, Tom. Yep, he seems to think that our classic (and elegant) Christmas decorations are way, waaaaaay too simple. I've explained to him that it sometimes takes me minutes to hang the 2 wreaths and even more time to plant the spot lights on them. (One year it was extra complicated as the extension cord was tangled.) Here is the result:
Tom has no sympathy and declares that that his 1,000 lights (professionally installed over a period of days) somehow trumps our wreaths.
This has instilled such wrath in Tom that he has publicly attacked me over the Potwin Listserve. In fact, his ire has inspired numerous emails to the entire neighborhood lambasting me for being such a slacker. Some Potwinites have defended me while others have sided with Tom. So, when the Mayor announced that Potwin would be the benefactor of numerous donated Christmas decorations, I feared the worst. Wisely, I avoided the Labor Day Christmas Decoration Give-Away by staying away. Well, as luck would have it, this guy (carrying wreaths) showed up on our front porch.
To make matters worse, Helen has now fallen in love with the little guy and wants to keep him. Geesh ... one more thing to plug in. I'm naming him Tommy.