Years ago, had you asked me to describe our festivities over the July 4th weekend, I would have blathered on about parties, friends, beer, the Cape, beer, music, beer, fun, and oh so much more beer. Mix it up with a little cribbage here, some pitch there, and an array of food to offset the uh, did I mention beer? We had quite a time.
That was years ago, and while I still indulge in a few frosty beverages, the scenery and the company have vastly changed. It is with wistful appreciation that I say gone are the weekends on the Cape. Gone are the three day parties. My liver couldn’t handle them anymore anyway.
Tony and I spent the weekend at home with the kids. While we did enjoy our share of lovely ice cold Coronas, we were decidedly low key in comparison to the days of yore. We had a small cookout with my parents and played outside with our little ones.
Dip in butter…
The next day we took advantage of the short lived great weather and went to the park. Temperaments (for adults and children alike) are so much sweeter after a day spent frolicking outdoors.
How did you celebrate our country’s birthday? Common now, de-lurk! I would love to hear from you.
On a side note, I was just surfing through my old postings looking for some writing samples, when it hit me: I’ve been writing this blog for a year now. It’s been an adventure, one that I hope to continue for a long time. Whether you’re just stopping by, or have been following my journey for a while, thank you for reading!