Welcome back from what I hope were safe Canada and Independence days. I ended up celebrating both, for the most part, on accident. I was only required to work a half day on Thursday, so I figured I would go out with some friends after work on Wednesday night and play some volleyball and drink some beer. I was a bit apprehensive about going, but I’m glad I did. Met quite a few people, who for the most part were a lot of fun (and decent at volleyball, thank God).
There’s nothing worse than when small kids or really bad volleyball players want to step in and “give it a shot.” I know that sounds pretty inconsiderate, but it just isn’t that fun when you can’t get a good volley going.
So for the 4th, I went up to visit my parents, which ended up being a lot more relaxing than I thought it would be. Typically whenever I decide on a weekend to go up to my parents place, my sister, a few of her friends, my brother, and his fiance all head up there too. Definitely causes a hectic weekend (Sorry guys. I love you, but sometimes, you’re all just too much).
I wasn’t able to make it up there until saturday afternoon due to a wedding the previous evening, so by the time I got there, the night was already planned. My parents, my sister, two of her friends, and myself headed to my aunt’s place to watch the fireworks and then go to a “Fireman’s Dance” afterwards. This little town definitly improved their fireworks from last year. I wasn’t too impressed by the Fireman’s Dance. The band was alright, and as my parents went out to dance, the rest of us just hung out along the wall and made fun of all the people with rediculously patriotic clothing.
We only stayed about 45 minutes at the dance and then headed back to my parents place to have a bonfire. I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned how much I love sitting around the fire.
Sunday was by far the most relaxing day I’ve ever had. My sister and her friends left really early, and I finally crawled out of bed at about 11am. I headed straight down to the lake with a couple of beers and just sat in a chair for close to 5 hours. The lake would’ve felt nice, but I really didnt feel like moving once I was there.
We grilled up some steaks and potatoes for dinner (which were delicious) and I headed home pretty soon after that. It was absolutely the way to spend independence day. In past years, we’ve gone to my aunt’s place, but it usually ends up being such a huge production that by the time the fireworks are over, I’m beyond ready to leave. This year was perfect.
Photo by Uncle Phooey