I give you!
10,000 imported Italian twinkle lights!
(well, maybe not quite 10,000… but every one is on our house, and we love them all!)
It’s that time of year again.
The time of year when Trent starts brimming over with Christmas spirit, and I start loudly quoting Clark Griswold at the end of Christmas Vacation (see here). Or better yet — I start quoting Uncle Lewis.
The first clash of these ideologies traditionally occurs at Thanksgiving, and, indeed — it came like clockwork this year.