Well, it’s been an interesting couple of days. For some reason, my immune system KNOWS when I want to have time off and relax, because it decides to take a break too. You see, I almost never get sick during a work week. If I get sick, it’s usually over a weekend, or holiday break, or vacation. Now that I have a new job starting on the 12th, my body decided it would be a good time to get a nasty cold/loss of voice. UGH.
So, I decide to live with this and go to my in-laws 4th of July party (on the 3rd.) I felt like hell, but it was an annual thing and always a lot of fun. So we trucked the whole family down to the river to enjoy a day of fun, food and fireworks. I got set up on two grills cooking one full of brats and the other full of italian sausage. Things were going well, until the mother-in-law informed me that my eldest had gotten sick all over the upstairs bathroom.
Needless to say, we decided to call it a day and head home. We didn’t want our daughter infecting the multitudes of other kids in the area. I got to cook all of the food, but not eat any of it. Like I said, best laid plans…
So, on to the actual 4th of July, we all basically laid around the house sick and taking numerous naps. Jen and I were heading to bed around 9:30 when we noticed all the fireworks going off outside. We went out on the deck and saw fireworks going off in every direction. It was pretty cool.
I know this sounds wierd, but even though I can hate what our government does sometimes, I love this country as a whole. For my foreign readers (and I have quite a few surprisingly) please don’t be offended that I love my country in spite of my government. The people here in the US are mostly decent, nice human beings. It really upsets me that the arrogance of a few can tarnish that reputation.
No matter what, I’m proud to be an American, and I stand here on this fourth of July, watching the fireworks, and I realize that there’s no place I’d rather be.