I’m still not facing the fact that we got a new dog.Sunday was the Fourth of July. The first thing we did, of course, was dress appropriately. We purchased LilZoot his USA Shirt a few days before (at Target – of course), but we had just gotten Tee one that morning so that they could match at the fireworks. Then there is me wearing a fairy USA T-shirt. Because really – what says “Celebrate our Independence” like Tinkerbell? I mean – can you really think of a more patriotic Disney character? Yeah – well it only cost me six dollars at Wal-Mart. I may be patriotic, but I’m also cheap.
Next, we had to hit the fireworks store. For the first 18 years of my life, I didnt realize normal people could just go out and buy fireworks. This was probably because no one I knew did. I thought for sure one would need a license or a certification to shoot of fireworks. But, then I moved to Alabama, and discovered that EVERYONE shoots fireworks. Even though its not legal within the city limits, they STILL shoot them off. Hell -it doesnt even matter if they are sober, so whether or not they are educated in the dos and donts of fireworks is definitely not a concern.
So – we joined the rest of the state in purchasing our loot to celebrate with. First off? The fireworks trailer on the Fourth of July is much scarrier than Wal-Mart on Christmas Eve. Seriously. If you dont believe me? Plan to celebrate the 4th next year in Alabama, and I’ll prove it. It took us ten minutes to grab what we wanted and 35 minutes to check out. We saw THREE different families leave with more than 100 dollars worth of fireworks.
Wanna know how much we had? Thirty dollars worth. We are total big spenders.
One of those three families? Actually had 500 dollars worth of fireworks. That amount took up THREE
buggys shopping carts. One of the other families? Had a guy that had to be reminded that there was NO SMOKING inside the FIREWORKS store. And the third family? Had a very large woman with a very tiny bikini on. IN THE STORE. No towel, no cover-up, no shorts, no SHOES, just the bikini. Almost as if there was a pool outside and she just ran in for a moment to grab some bottle rockets. It was terrifying. I was tempted to ask each of these families where they were going so I could make sure it was no where near where I was going.
And yes – we bought the wussiest set of fireworks known to man. As you see in the above picture, its almost all sparklers. We only broke up the sparkler monotony with a few things that dont leave the ground. Some “worms” and some “fountsains” and a few boxes of those pop thingys. I’m terrified of fireworks, so even this lame-o purchase was a big step for me.
Now? Notice the thrill in the eyes of the neighborhood kids as they lit their sparklers. They were soooo excited to finally get to light them. They just kept harassing me to let them do it already. What? NO – I did NOT have to beg them to participate. Can’t you see how excited they are? You cant? Look closer.
Okay. So maybe that is a look of pity. Maybe they are only fake smiling because they know I was so proud of myself for even purchasing sparklers. Maybe they are realizing how big of a dork I really am. Shit. Well, I tried.
Well, next we went to the football field to watch My Father-In-Law’s band play, and then we were to watch the fireworks afterwards. That is my FIL in the Drummer position. He’s been playing drums forever, yet sadly, this was the first time I ever got to see him play. There was a point where I was afraid the show would get rained out, but as you can see, it went off without a hitch. It was really cool – he and his band were fun to listen to. LilZoot was very impressed with his Granpa H.
Finally? No “event” is official without the typical close up shot of my boys. Arent they so cute?
So – we had a great holiday. It sucks to be getting ready to go back to work. What? What dog? Why do you keep asking me about that dog? We dont have a new dog.