December 2009

"Oh please, don't put that red bow on me. Don't I look jolly enough?"

Some people just LOVE to decorate. There are plenty of people out there who fill their yards up year-round with wall-to-wall garden gnomes, pink flamingos, little boys bending over and revealing their underwear, and plenty of other tacky crap. (Not that I’m dissing all of this, really; I have a couple of gnomes—though painted to look more like characters from King Arthur—myself; I’m dissing the ginormous junk pile of it all accumulating in one tiny half-acre lot.)

My husband and I like to call these yards “yard parks,” though I suppose the proper term would be “kitsch vomit.”

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