I used to hate it when my Dad strung the lights on the Christmas tree because it took FOREVER and he wanted it done perfectly so we would sit in the living room with the ONE  box of ornaments we were allowed to hang and watch him put up the lights and I remember thinking,

” I hate Christmas tree lights. ”

That all changed the year my Dad bought a couple of boxes of ” bubble lights ” and I was enchanted.

They looked like something that a Mad Scientist  would hang on his tree so of course I asked if we could get MORE of these lights and my Dad was so happy that I wasn’t laying face down on the floor cursing Christmas Tree lights and the horse they rode in on that he actually did go out later and by some more.

I went on line to find a picture of vintage bubble lights and discovered they have an actual history that predates the time I first saw them by over 40 years.

My Great Grand Uncle had lost his wife and two of his three children in a house fire, so my Dad’s family were overly cautious when it came to most things electrical and in the case of older bubble lights they contained methylene chloride which is converted to carbon monoxide in the body, so I can see why they wouldn’t use them.

I mean, all regular light had to do was twitch and my Dad would toss the entire string.

Nowadays I use fancy LED lights and if you don’t think I still don’t touch the bulbs to make sure they’re not hot…you’d be wrong.

Sometimes though, I think it would be nice to string some bubble lights up for old times sake.

For RDP Monday: BULB