After yesterday's heavy and controversial post, from which I received the most astounding responses (thank you all for your support and unconditional friendship, and for sharing your own beliefs!), I felt the need to lighten things up a bit.
Our own town's fireworks will be held tonight this year, rather than on the actual 4th. We'll be camped out on our deck, about 2 blocks from the launch location, cooking out with friends and watching from just about the best seat in the house. I've promised Samantha I'll get her some earmuffs (or devise some alternate noise-muffling device since the temperature should be up around 100 degrees - not really earmuff weather) and she can stay up for the light show.
On Wednesday we went down to my parents' lake house, just for the day. My aunt and uncle and my cousin, Jenny, visiting from New Zealand, were all there, and my mother worked her magic in the kitchen, creating a delicious brunch and then dinner. I was thrilled to be able to spend more time with Jenny before she returns home, and we floated out into the lake on rafts for an hour or so, catching up on our lives, and reminiscing our childhood, during which we spent so much time together.
Samantha was well-taken by Jenny, and, after discovering how much fun my parents' huge, unused bathtub is, spent a fair amount of time with her new friend in there.