Our house, in the middle of our street

Today officially marks the first day of holiday decorating. Fortunately, I begged Kelly to put lights on the house weeks ago before it got cold. Because he's such a WONDERFUL husband, he climbed up on our very scary roof over the driveway and put lights on the house. He says he will never do this again, buuuut...I bet he will. We put up the small Christmas tree in the formal room last night and tomorrow we're getting up at the butt crack of dawn to cut down a Christmas tree for the living room. We figure we can get away with just under a 12 footer this year. (We still have scuff marks on the ceiling from attempting a bigger tree last year). Although it is very dark, and you cannot decipher the colors of the lights too well...behold the holiday spectacle!