I’m a little sad today, and I’m trying to beat it out of myself. Ouch, not literally.
The Fourth of July is probably my favorite holiday. It’s one of the few that is a Big Deal in my family. We spend most of the day together, tailgate, watch fireworks, come home and relax together. It’s just so nice. I love fireworks, I love my family and I love spending all day outside. I’m dangerously close to buying a plane ticket for a flight that leaves in about an hour-and-a-half.
I tried to convince my parents to come down here for the day, but no such luck. Oh well. Perhaps another time.
That’s really all I have to say.