Sparkly. Twinkly. White. Multi-colored. Old-fashioned. LED. Indoor. Outdoor.
No matter what kind of Christmas lights you think of, there is one word to describe them all.
I typed this post last night while I was sitting in my quiet living room. I had tucked my kids into bed, cleaned up the kitchen, folded the laundry, and sat down to my little upstairs desk to blog and work on a little health/wellness project I started earlier this week (more on that to come hopefully this week or next if I can get it finished!).
As I sit here, typing in the glow of my Christmas tree, I cannot help but think about just how magical those tiny little lights really are. When I pick the kids up from daycare it’s already dark, so our drive home at this time of year involves a constant shout of “Boy’s side! Girl’s side,” trying to show them where the latest Christmas lights have popped up. They get very upset if we drive more than a few houses without seeing lights, but they don’t quiet grasp the idea that not everyone celebrates Christmas, and not everyone puts up lights even if they do. Oh to be innocent little ones again!
I have lights on my tree (white, though I prefer multicolored, but hey, it was a pre-lit tree I bought like 7 years ago and it fit the room and budget). I have lights strung over and around the inside of my sliding door. There are LED snowflake icicle lights draped on the outside bushes, and little white spiral Christmas tree lights lining part of the front walkway. Both kids have multi-colored lights wrapped around the windows in their room.
And I have 4 more boxes of white lights to use (thank you clearance sales!). I’m thinking a few in our bedroom, then maybe I can do something fun in the kitchen or behind the television. There is just something soothing and wonderful about that soft glow. After this holiday season I think I’m going to try to work in one set of white lights to our decor somehow. It’s just soothing, romantic, peaceful, and, well, magical to sit in the glow of those lights.