I'm like a kid when it comes to fireworks. I just have a big, silly grin from ear to ear. Granted, my taste has become quite a bit more snobby. My sweet little town had its dinky fireworks on the 3rd, and would have done well to cut the show in half and just light 'em all at once. But on the 4th we traveled behind the Orange Curtain to view some much better fireworks. Let me tell ya! Grinning like an 8 year old. I nudged my host and said, "Your tax dollars at work," and thanked them for paying out the nose for that fine display.
After feeling mostly lousy all weekend I am feeling like a new woman tonight. I forgot that one could have energy! I won't go into the boring minutia of what I actually DID with that energy, but suffice it to say I'm kickin' up my heels a little bit.
Time for some ice cream.
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