Ghetto Lights

I don't know how else to put it really.  (You can see for yourself.)  When we pulled out the lights this year, there were several strands that had died.  We even tried replacing bulbs and moving things around.  In the end, this is what we had.  Chrissee and I worked at hanging and arranging them and, of course, the little ones were delighted by them.  But, it's funny to look at our split-level house in the middle of a pitch black December and only see a single-wide trailer standing there.