Last night, our next-door neighbors had a much bigger bonfire on their beach with many more friends, an impressive array of food, a table fully stocked with every imaginable liquor, beer, or wine (plus some seriously kick-ass made from scratch margaritas--YUM), and a LOT of fireworks.
It was pretty bad-ass. They even had glow sticks. Our neighbors throw a good party. And I very much enjoyed attending a party in which the travel to the party did not involve strapping Cubby into a carseat and driving anywhere. Walking down the driveway and down the lakeshore about fifty yards is the way to go.
Today we have yet another soiree to attend. There will be more food. More alcohol. More fire. What better way to celebrate the good ole fun-lovin' U.S.A. than with three days of excess? Seems about right to me.
Happy Independence Day, duckies! Go have some fun and blow some shit up. It's the patriotic thing to do.
2 comments:
Happy Fourth of July....boom/bang/fizzle/yippee....
Yes, we are free to do all those things you mentioned and more because we broke away from an oppressive government across the big pond.
Thanks to our forefathers and the men and women who keep it that way for us. Some of it is up to us by not letting the government step on our freedoms we do have.
Happy Independence Day !! Beth
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