I’m sitting in the sunroom this evening and it smells like gunpowder. Big bangs — and I’m talking BIG BANGS — have both Dharma and Merida hiding in the house. I remember a time when you couldn’t have fireworks in town… and that was Crothersville. In Seymour, it’s a free for all.
What’s goin’ on around here isn’t a few bottle rockets and some firecrackers either. It’s a full-blown light show and I don’t know if I should look north or south. Both sides of me are hosting some pretty awesome entertainment. But here’s my thing…
Tomorrow is July 4th!
We fed Katie tonight but didn’t light even one fuse. The only fireworks we had was when a lightning bug flew into the fan and got spit into the air.
We’re saving ours until tomorrow night… in the country… on the 4th of July. 🙂
TIL (Today I Learned): US President John Adams’ daughter, Nabby, developed breast cancer and underwent a complete mastectomy without anesthesia while strapped to a chair.