1) The black dog cowers. It is the only day of the year one will find her indoors by choice.
2) The chocolate lab does the opposite of cowering. Tries to eat a firework. Has face nearly blown off, twice.
3) Pretty fireworks in the air!
4) Husband pulls out back, worst time in about a year, in effort to pull away chocolate lab from having face nearly blown off (twice).
5) Eat tasty things, like hot dogs and hamburgers! All necessary condiments present, thankfully.
6) Forgot to make brownies, boo.
7) Was sad about not drinking.
8) Had complimentary glass of wine, figuring one every few months can't hurt. Kid won't come out with three eyes or anything, really. But wine tasted like vinegar, sort of. Made stomach all twisty.
9) Looked on longingly at the darts game. Why didn't I play? Was chatty enough, though, which is unusual for Sober Me.
10) Made exit at approximately 10:30 PM...watched fireworks on TV for approximately 5 minutes. What is the point, really? That have to be
loud
and booming
and up close
and real
to be any fun at all.
1 comment:
The earth must vibrate with the boom and you must smell the wonderfull sulfury smoke. I watched fireworks from up high, only saw the smoke and the colors, no booms. sigh. I drank enough for both of us.
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