Ooooh Lots went on this year for the fourth! It was sooo much fun.
On Friday, Colby and I skipped out on our monthly appearance at Artwalk so we could go to James River Assembly’s I Love America fireworks/concert/whatever thing. It was soooo much fun. We had a lovely time just sitting around, reading the *six* magazines we shoved into my purse, listening to the somewhat awesome bands (Leeland was grrrreat), watching people, talking of snatching up a little child because they are soooo cute, and finally, watching the amaaazing fireworks. They were absolutely beautiful!
Then, on Saturday, I went to the parade, as I do every 4th of July, with my family. Marshfield is known for the Hubble Telescope. And our 4th of July Parade. This year marked the 130th parade (I think 130 is right..) and every year, it seems it gets longer…and longer… It lasted an hour and a half this year. The highlights are always the Shriners & the horses (!). Ohh, Marshfield.
After that, I went to my aunt & uncle’s house for a June/July Birthday party. We have sooo many birthdays in those two months that we just combine everyone’s birthdays together for one, big family party. It’s a lot of fun.
Later that night, Cassie, Tori, and I went out to Ozark for some more family fun & fireworks. BUT… as we all know, drinking & fireworks just don’t mix. I’m scared of being close to fire, so I enjoyed the fireworks from a distance, while Cass & Tori helped the guys out with them. Well, the guy’s house that we were at, he was in charge of the *giant* fireworks, and I guess he’d had a few too many beers and we ended the night with a few firework mishaps. First of all, he thought one of the crates of fireworks had already been used, and was empty, so he threw it into the fire. It started shooting sparks everyyywhere. It was so terrifying! Once we got over that, we kept watching more fireworks, and all that jazz, and then he set off a *huge* crate of fireworks. The thing was sitting on a table, but it was so powerful, it started to bounce on the table.. Well.. it bounced off that table, and landed on its side, with the fireworks STILL shooting out AT us, and ricocheting off tress, and stuff. It was so scary! Cass & I were like, screaming like babies, and diving to the ground covering our heads like we were about to die. It. Was. Terrible.
Ugh. What an eventful Fourth of July. Lemme tell ya.
I’ll be back with some new projects I’ve been working on soooon.