We had a very nice 4th of July weekend. We drove the hour to my parent’s house on Friday and didn’t get to bed until 11:00 or so. My daughter (3 years old) was so hyped seeing everybody I’m convinced she couldn’ve pulled an all-nighter easily.
Saturday we headed out into the country to my cousin’s house for the annual 4th of July picnic. We had a great time although it was the coldest 4th I could remember. Of course I didn’t bring a jacket. Much food was eaten, games played, and fun had.
My soon to be brother-in-law and I were in awe of the manliness of the guys who were splitting wood with an ax. The manliest thing we did that day was play catch with a pink plastic jai alai set.
Saturday night back at my parent’s house and everybody in town was putting off fireworks. You know a lot of stuff was exploded when you can still smell the sulfur from the gunpowder the next day at 10:00 AM!
Sunday we all went to the church I attended when I was growing up. My Mom even did the sermon. She did a great job,even though the 4 month old was heckling her with high-pitched baby noises.
That’s my weekend in a very bare-bones nutshell. I’ll have to post photos if I get the chance. I’m off of work tomorrow to recover from the weekend. I have a writing critique group Monday night, which should be fun. They’re reading my Chapter 3. We’ll see how it goes.
Oh, and I’m magical because that slow motion jog thing I do continues to put the baby to sleep. I feel like I have attained the unattainable. I put him to sleep like that 3 or 4 times this weekend and bragged about it every time. I think people started to get sick of me. 🙂