The Fourth of July is upon us!
Independence day. So that means fireworks.
Me and Fireworks have always had a
Love/Hate relationship. Except not the Love part. They are
Loud, Dangerous, and Stinky. So there. I said it.
It began many moons ago when I saw
fireworks with my family. I was the kid with her fingers in her
ears, wincing every time something exploded. I asked every few
seconds if we could leave, and was holding my breath, waiting until
it stopped. A special kind of torture really. It hasn’t
Now, though, I get to calm my
youngest down in the middle of the night when someone chooses to
“celebrate” at 2:00 am with some rip roaring fireworks.
Right. Outside. Our. Window. *blinking eyes*
I realize I am in the minority, but
totally fit right in with most dogs. I met a woman
yesterday who was driving to Canada with her dog, to avoid the
noise because said dog was freaked out. Smart Lady.
The day after is always
filled with strewn firecracker remnants, and stories of children
losing limbs. UGH. There must be a better way to show our
On the upside of the holiday, there
is a general feeling of camaraderie with fellow countrymen (and
women) and passion for this country in which we live. People
march in parades and gather to share food and music and pride.
I like that part.
So have a great,
safe Independence Day today~however you choose to
I’ll be the one under the bed
with the dogs.
-Michelle is a mom of 2 who loves to sew, create, thrift~
and to be a Mom. You can read more about Michelle at her blog
Falafel and The Bee
(formally Noggin’ Toppers), where she has been blogging and
creating since 2008.
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