


This is the first year that Will has been here for the 4th of July because he usually goes to the Daytona 500 race. I was so excited. After the kids went to bed on the 3rd, I jumped on the internet to see what festivities were going on within a 30 mile radius of my house. After looking and looking and looking...nothing. There was one parade but it was one that anyone who wants to can be in it and I was told that there aren't even any floats just old cars and other cars people want to show off. CRAPPY!!! So when Will got home, about 9:30 or so, he noticed that I was in a foul mood. He asked what was wrong, if the kids stressed me out or if I was sick or anything. I just looked at him (kind of annoyed) and told him how unpatriotic the tristate area was. He started laughing his head off. He thought it was so funny that I was mad because the community didn't celebrate. I told him that we lived in a small town (chickamauga) and that they should be more united and community oriented. He told me that we could do anything I wanted for the 4th. How gracious because there is nothing going on. So I dragged him out earlier than he would have liked to go swimming (the water was kind of cold and Cole wasn't helping with spraying us down with the hose. It was fun though. We had a bbq with his family and then came home to wait for fireworks. I couldn't wait until dark so I pulled out the snaps, chamange poppers, and sparklers and Cole, Sage and I went to town. Will came out when it got dark and we did the good fireworks. We had roman candles, fountains, oh, I don't know but tons of fireworks and most illegal in UT. Where we live, we are on a hill and we were also able to see 3 different firework displays all around us. It really ended up being a fun day but I would have enjoyed a fun parade too. Oh well, I can't always have my cake and eat it too.