My 4th of July.
I celebrated the 4th on Saturday by going to Laura and Jake's house (which is by the Holy Land, aka Michigan International Speedway). It was a lovely evening, complete with grilling, a bonfire and illegal fireworks from Indiana. Oh, and there may have been some drinking.
The best part was when Jake finally agreed to let me light some of the fireworks (stupid, stupid boy). I don't know if I did something wrong or if I just had a weird one, but instead of shooting straight up into the air, it took off to the side--right towards poor Jake, who was "supervising" me. LOL--I don't think Jake, a former Marine, has "hit the deck" that quickly since Basic.
Not too long after that, I was holding a Roman Candle when I heard Jake saying something to me. I couldn't hear him, so I turned towards him and the others who were sitting with him by the bonfire--with the Roman Candle still firing, mind you--to say, "What, Jake?" I'll tell you what: when a situation requires it, drunk people can move pretty fast. (As it turns out, he was saying, "Hold it AWAY from your body!")
I wasn't allowed to do any more fireworks after that....it was still a fun night, though.
Happy 4th of July!