I’m gonna let it shine.

Last night Mike and I took our annual “Christmas lights” tour. It did not start off so well, because parts of Guilford College Rd. and Market St. were inexplicably closed off. Why were these roads closed off, nice police officers? You can’t just close off a road for no reason, you know.

Anyway, the traffic and detours caused me a little frustration, and I was getting to be not so much in the mood for Christmas lights when, lo and behold, we came across a neighborhood that had a lot of those lighted Christmas tree balls (apparently made out of chicken wire, as the News and Record reports in an article too old for me to link). It was just magical enough to put me in a better mood. Unfortunately, none of the pictures came out, apparently, because Mike didn’t send me any of any of the lighted Christmas tree balls. So sad.

Also putting me in a better mood: harshly judging houses on their cheer. Embracing the tacky just makes me happier. And so, as usual, we found ourselves at our favorite cul-de-sac in Greensboro, the one where all the neighbors (except one) team up to create a cul-de-sac Christmas spectacle. I am posting the pictures, but you should know that it’s just not possible for the pictures to do these six houses justice. Their cheer-o-meter score? I can’t decide if they get a 60 (6 houses x perfect score of 10) or 1,000,000 (10^6). Either way, this cul-de-sac is something to behold. And it was warm enough last night that we could walk around and look at it up close, rather than staying in our car. So, of course, we did.

Remember, these are all one cul-de-sac. You must remember this, or nothing that follows will seem wondrous.





(My favorite thing about this cul-de-sac is the one house that clearly does not participate. You can’t really see it in any of the pictures. In the past, the house was simply dark, but there appears to be some kind of compromise that has been reached, because there are things in the front yard now, with extension cords stretching to the houses on either side. It looks like the “dark house” isn’t paying for the electricity, but at least their house isn’t obviously not participating.)

(My second favorite thing about this cul-de-sac is that so many people are always driving through. Hee hee. Plus, the rest of the neighborhood kind of steps it up, too, so the level of cheer in the entire neighborhood is raised. Well done, I say! Well done! That’s how you spread Christmas cheer!)

In traveling through other neighborhoods, we did find some other houses worth taking pictures of. Honorable mentions go to: Satan’s banister. Seriously. You could see inside this house and they had red lights on their banister! Red lights are scary!


And this house had pink and blue lights! Draped in randomness! How is that Christmassy?



Looking at Christmas lights is one of my favorite things, and it was a nice way to end our weekend. Christmas just isn’t complete without observing seemingly normal people display their crazy/tacky/white trash tendencies.

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    I’m gonna let it shine. – Through a Glass, Darkly