Christmas Vacation

I channeled my inner Clark Griswold today. I worked through the afternoon stringing Christmas lights. On one of the Douglas firs we always light, I put the lights up, then checked them all. All lights lit. An hour and a half later, after I placed a timer on the end of the extension cords, only the bottom string of lights works. I had to laugh, I mean, I could only laugh. No telling why the upper lights didn't work. Being Clark Griswold, I'm expecting cousin Eddie to pull in with his RV at any time.