...so obnoxious that they stop traffic! Seriously, there was a line of cars at least three blocks long just to ogle the lovely Christmas lights that homeowners pay thousands of dollars to other people to put up. Sorry for the cynicism, but really!
Anyway, since we are now officially Brooklynites, I felt it was appropriate that we check out the huge displays in Dyker Heights. Sam and I gathered together Jen and James and set off to join in the festivities. We smartly parked three blocks from the main drag and just walked. It was amazing! Lots of inflatable decorations, tons of lights. Can you imagine the electric bills these people must have? As if having McMansions in Brooklyn where space is a premium isn't enough, they spend a year's worth of electricity to make their houses pretty for one month. And everyone was in the Christmas spirit. Especially the guy dressed as Elmo who was collecting tips for people to have their picture taken with him. And don't forget dear ol' Santa Claus that some homeowner hired to sit in front of the house and take pictures with the kiddies to the tune of "tips please!". And the lights are pretty to look at, but don't get too close. One sign on a lawn read, "Do not step on the lawn - live wires!" Scary!
And I will show my ignorance as a Jew - I couldn't for the life of me figure out why all of the Baby Jesus' (Jesi?) were missing in all of the nativities. My gentile friends clued me in that it was because Jesus wasn't born until Christmas (Duh!) I totally meant to return on Christmas to see if he had reappeared. I just figured that there was a rash of baby Jesus burglaries in the neighborhood. It could happen. Anyway, please enjoy all of the light displays. At least it was confined to one neighborhood - you could really go blind from all of the lights!
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We have missed your "bloggy goodness" to borrow a quote from the loveable senor sam.
The rash of stealing baby Jesuses from the neighborhood nativity scenes causes a scandal or two every year. This year I saw a news story about a church that recieved lots of baby Jesuses (befiore Christmas Day) for the owners to come and claim. They received them anonymously (of course) and it was all blamed on a prank. So I guess your instincts and the traditions were both right.
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