Some people love the Fourth of July. Mainly it’s the junior high boys who live across the street from us…they have been able to light things on fire and blow things up all week, and no one tries to stop them. I don’t mind that so much, but when I was younger I was the junior high girl hiding in the house wishing the night would just end so I would not have to hear the endless succession of explosions. It’s not so bad now; at least I can get through the night without crying! However, this is still on the bottom of my list of favorite holidays. I will in fact say this is my very least favorite holiday–not for what it stands for (don’t get me wrong, folks!) but because I just plain hate fireworks, or any other loud noise for that matter.
On the bright side, I do have a three day weekend, which entirely makes up for the fireworks in my book. This weekend I am doing all sorts of fun things like sewing and swimming. Oh right, I do that most weekends. But I get an extra day of those activities plus more time with the hubby and friends–it’s a long weekend, remember?
Fabric for the diaper bag I am making came in yesterday.
I hope you all enjoy your Fourth of July celebrations, especially if you are the type that likes to play with pyrotechnics. Stay safe out there, friends!