Dr. Wife and I enjoyed a productive and delicious Independence Day yesterday. We both slept in fairly late, then she made us a delicious breakfast for lunch. We continued the Sisyphean task of unpacking, until Dr. Wife started getting stir-crazy, so we took some loads to Goodwill and grabbed a couple of ice cream cones at Chick-Fil-A. Dr. Wife made us an incredible dinner of hot dogs, corn on the cob, baked beans, and watermelon, and after our evening walk, she made strawberry shortcakes, which she presented with sparklers!
We didn’t get to see any fireworks—apparently, the big local fireworks displays happened a few days ago—but we heard plenty of them. The dogs don’t get riled up by them, which is a blessing. I imagine we’ll continue to hear fireworks for another evening or two as folks use up the last of their Fourth of July stash.
As such, here are some recent posts about Independence Day:
- “TBT^340,282,366,920,938,463,463,374,607,431,768,211,456: Happy Birthday, America!” (and all the prior reblogs, going back to 2016’s “Happy 240th Birthday, America” on Blogger) – My annual celebration of our great country (which may or may not coincide with everyone else’s annual celebration of our great country, which falls on 4 July—ha!).
- “Happy 250th Birthday, America!” – A brief celebration of a major milestone, complete with a brass band!
God Bless America!
—TPP
