Quick, someone draft the peace treaty. Break out the bubbly. I'm declaring victory in the war of the Christmas lights.
It has been two entire evenings, twelve blissful hours of uninterrupted outdoor holiday magic. (Sorry Aud.) After seven strands of lights and a consult with the palace electrician (who had no answer for us), it was a offhand comment from the lovely Sharon that turned on the lights. Permanently.
Apparently 18 strands of Christmas lights strung together running off of one extension cord is one strand too many.
Who new?
1 comment:
Thanks for letting me know. I will sleep good tonight.
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