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the Domestic Diva Mysteries
by Krista Davis
Raise your hand if you know who Clark Griswold is. Remember National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation? Clark Griswold is the dad in that movie. He's one of my heroes. He tries to so hard make everything special for his family. Not many people are willing to put Christmas lights up on every inch of their houses.
Well wouldn't you just know that Old Town is having their First Annual Christmas Decorating contest and they have a Clark Griswold category! (And don't get anyone in the neighborhood started about the use of the phrase First Annual. There have been way too many boring discussions about whether that's an oxymoron.)
I'm not the only man in my neighborhood who is salivating about this. You should see the ladders and lights. But Natasha won't let me decorate our house. She has to do it. Most of the time, I really don't care how she decorates. As long as it's reasonably livable, I'm fine. Some people think our kitchen is cold because everything is stainless steel, even the countertops! But it's functional, and she likes it. For a while she was into gray walls but now that they're chic (so I'm told anyway), she's trying to visualize the next trend. I foresee some major painting inside the house.
I do understand where she's coming from. After all, she has a domestic diva reputation to maintain and is something of a local celebrity. She says the house has to be tasteful. Specifically her taste. But this is the only time I have ever wanted to decorate anything. You'd think she might be of good cheer and let me have some Christmas spirit fun. But noooo.
So I'm on my way over to Sophie's house. We inherited that house from my aunt. Sophie bought out my share in the divorce, so she owns it fair and square, but I'm hoping she'll let me decorate the outside. We used to be a pretty good team at decorating for Christmas. What do you think? Will Sophie be a good egg and let me decorate her house for the contest? I wouldn't mind beating Natasha in the contest, and if I know Sophie, she might get a kick out of that, too.