Wow, two months since an update. I suck. I’m so sorry to be neglecting this blog so grievously; I guess I’ve been spending too much of my time updating my knitting blog. Sorry!
Anyway, I was just in my LJ talking about tomorrow’s holiday. Growing up, the 4th of July was the awesomest holiday ever. Mom would take us to the park near Grandma’s house, where they had all kinds of races and contests for the kids (I once came in third in a potato sack race, won a frisbee!), and rides for the really small kids, and lots of bbq and ice cream. The local Eagles club would have an open house, and my cousins and sister and I would run around the function hall screaming and yelling, or downstairs at the bar, begging Uncle Jack to take the cover off the pool table for us (he didn’t give in until we were in our twenties). Sometimes they’d give us sparklers to play with after dark, or we’d go to the nearby bridge to watch the fireworks over Boston, or we’d just watch them on the bar tv. It was a day spent with family–uncles, aunts, cousins–and it was awesome. I looked forward to it every year, even when we outgrew the park (and became old enough to drink more than Shirley Temples from the bar).
The park two blocks from me does a lot of the same stuff I remember as a kid–rides and races and free food. The Hollywood Bowl is doing fireworks this year (which I find odd, given the lack of rain). But it’s just not the same. For me, it’s a family holiday. I suspect this year will be spent either on the couch reading The Goblet of Fire or watching Independence Day and 1776, or else at the movies watching Transformers. It’s nice to have a day off in the middle of the week, but nowadays, that’s really all it is.
For those of you for whom it’s something more, I wish you a wonderful and fun-filled holiday! For me, I’m thinking cheeseburger, ice cream, and my couch. Woot!