That nut still has his lights up!

Palm Sunday. I time to reflect and prepare for the coming Holy Week. A time to search your soul. A time to take down the Christmas Lights.

Yeah ... March 16th marked the day I was finally able to take down our Christmas lights. Now, the lights have been off since the 2nd week of January. I'm lazy, not psychotic. Just think, this was the first weekend since January that hasn't had a significant amount of snow or ice making such a task far too dangerous for a clumsy oaf like myself. I tried arguing that the layer of snow would help cushion a fall off the roof, but Debbie would have none of that. Can't imagine why. Who would have thought in December that getting the lights down before Easter would have been an iffy proposition?