To celebrate, we did.. nothing.

We did not watch fireworks yesterday. Not even on tv. Actually, scratch that..

Individually, over the course of the day/night, we all saw some fireworks out the windows of our house. Through the trees. I'm guessing there might be some more tonight, and definitely tomorrow, and the next night, and even the night after that (which is Sunday). That's what we get for living in the city. (Even though we still live "in the woods.")

In some ways it's nice- you don't even have to leave your house for a fireworks display. In some ways it's not nice- our neighbors used to set them off in their backyard. Every year we'd think 'okay, this is the year.. they are going to set the woods on fire. And we're going to have to call the fire department. Before our house goes up too.' But, thank God, it didn't happen. And the last two years.. they haven't set off anything. Maybe one of their other neighbors finally called the police (fireworks are a no-no in this state). Or maybe they moved away. Either way, it's better this way. Obviously. I like fireworks. A lot actually. Just not in my backyard.

We did nothing to celebrate our Independence Day. I did my "chores." And then I went to Target. To buy baby formula. Which was supposed to be on sale.. but it was not. So I bought a birthday present for Lily (3 months early), some bread, and milk instead. I'm living THE life, right? Quit being jealous.

I figured there would be lots of people out at Target.. and just shopping in general. But I forgot that most people are probably normal (hence the actual definition.. the usual, typical, etc).. and do things like hang out with their family, have cookouts, watch fireworks, etc. So it worked out well- July 4 is pretty much a ghost town at Target.

My mother-in-law was cooking out when I got home.. and we threw a couple extra things on for ourselves. And that was it. No big whoop, as they say. We are, apparently, not celebratory folks.