Commie

I suspect my neighbors think we're commies.  Largely, because we don't ever decorate for holidays.  No plastic inflatable cupids in the yard on Valentine's day.  No wreaths on the door at Christmas.  No flags draped over everything for the patriotic holidays.

Heck, this year a combination of low flying bats and the insanely noisy neighbors (children in pool + constant yelling at said children from adults) found us watching the town fireworks from the comfort of our couch, through the open back door.

I just don't see the point in putting the same decorations year after year, only to be pointed and laughed at when they then remain up for an inappropriately long time after the holiday.

And, I'd rather be thought of as a commie than outed as an escaped monkey.