Thursday morning before work, I took a nice long walk outside (something I haven’t done much of this winter, due to the constantly icy roads). As I walked, I saw one Christmas wreath after another still hung on people’s front doors. And those stupid little icicle lights hanging off gutters. And ropes of Christmas greenery strung around poles and porch posts.
To quote a woman we met in Nantucket one February:Â “Helll-looo – Christmas is O-VER!!“Â
Please, for the sake of incoming spring and Abby’s sanity, please take down those Christmas decorations. Please???
HEY! What’s the matter with Christmas wreaths up until, oh, March? Or for that matter, Christmas trees up ALL year? We like Jean’s trees a lot — all THREE of them — and they are up all the time. They are COOL! Even the cats like them.
And we like icicle lights too. Cuz they were invented in Indiana! Honest! We are dogs and we know things!
wow, abby scroogebury!