The holidays come with snow. We’ve had snow on the ground for 24 hours now. Nothing spectacular just enough to make all the bushes look like frosted mini-wheats. The neighbors are attempting to draw me into a battle of who can have the most magical holiday light display. I feel like I’m in a Chevy Chase movie. I came home from Target the other day with a few packages of lights. The neighbor took one look and said, “Only 400 lights there, son. You’re going to need at least 4000 just to get in the game.” Ok, so now it’s no longer a Chevy Chase movie, it was more like ‘Swingers’ when the boys go to Vegas and sit down at the $100 blackjack table and realize they just don’t have the chips necessary to compete.