I'm off to the Braves game.
Oh! Have fun. I don't enjoy baseball on tv, but I love a live game.
I am planning on walking to the intracoastal bridge where I can get a great view of the beach fireworks. Trying to decide how early I need to leave. My sister and brother are visiting and they won't go, so they get to dog sit. Guess I should warn them that my 75 pound dog becomes instant lap dog at the sound of the boom.
We went to the Northside parade with Steph and Tim and friends and family!
I'm so glad you guys came! It was so much fun! Best damn parade ever.
I think I'm going to be the wet blanket and beg off from the fireworks-watching, after all.
I've been the wet blanket many times and I'm sure I will be again. It's okay.
I have celebrated the fourth by eating what I assume are the most patriotic of nuts, pistachios. Anything I manage beyond that is gravy.
It is thunder storming at the moment. This will be a last moment decision.
I think it is going to take an hour to scrub me clean. And I've eaten nothing today. Oops.
This took me 7 hrs today [link]
My hands are disembodied.