American Me...So we're coming up on the Fourth of July, and of course it's a hot, humid summer here in Atlanta; so much so that our AC is working overtime right now.
Jack and I were out shopping this morning and I noticed that stores were displaying fireworks packs. I thought that fireworks were outlawed, but then again I come from the West Coast where you cannot buy them over the counter. Go figure that you can buy them here at the local Wal-Mart...strange but okay. Yes, I'm going to have Ken pick up a pack...why not? I rememeber being a little girl and my father and uncles lighting them in the street with the whole family watching, but that was back in the 70's. Now you go to Pierce College to watch them back home. I think it's going to be fun seeing them lit right in front of me...it's like a part of my childhood coming back to life, and now it'll be part of Jack's childhood memories as well.
We've got the grill cleaned and chops marinating, four-bean salad chilling along with some great potato salad, and I've asked Ken to invite his friend Shonge and his wife Lauren and their three kids over as well...let's start a holiday tradition of getting together with friends for the fourth since our families are so spaced-out distance-wise. My brother-in-law will be busy moving into his new house and probably won't want to come over after a hard day of moving or else I'd invite David as well. Besides that, he's not the most kid-friendly individual...nothing against him, but he isn't married and doesn't have any children of his own, but he's still really good to Jack when he see's him. It helps that Jack is getting older and more aware of his surroundings and the people around him.
Well, here's to another one of those fabulous frivolous holidays that I get paid for even when I'm not at work. Happy Independence Day everyone. Be safe and keep cool....I know I'm sure going to try!