It's the one day of the year when American's everywhere are united in one, common bond
"the flag still stands for freedom and they can't take that away"
All the food is put away (so much food leftover!) I will never learn to cook small! The patio is in somewhat decent shape. I was just outside blowing the remnants of yesterday off the patio when I stepped on one of those pop caps that mini explode when you either throw them, or in my case, when you step on them. Ahhh...the 4th of July!
There are coolers with melting ice and way too much beer left, still in the laundry room and on the patio. The vacuum has been run, toys picked up and put back in the toy drawers, 500 pop cans have been thrown away and I'm pretty sure the trash men will hate us this week. All 3 bathrooms have been cleaned. Dish towels/dish cloths etc. are in the washer and I couldn't squeeze one more anything into the dishwasher.
And the house is pretty much back to normal.
It's a lot of work but I wouldn't change a single bit of it for anything. I don't know how many more years I'll be able to do a 4th of July party like this, but I'm hoping that it's many more years. I love today. I love everything about today. I love the obvious meaning of the day and all the patriotism. I love the parade which winds through the main street of our little town and lasts for an hour and a half. I love seeing everyone decked out in their red, white and blue. I loved the dogs dressed in flag dog clothes. I love the fat babies with flag outfits on. I love our 2, six year old grandsons, who are growing up right before our eyes. It's just a parade, right? But when I see my grandson's marching with their respective sports teams, as I do every year, I get tears in my eyes. I am so proud of them. I love that next year, we will have our new baby Zoey here to celebrate with our family, a little girl in the middle of 5 boys! I love the huge fireworks show put on every year at the high school.
I love the Veterans marching with pride and the response from everyone as they stood and saluted and yelled their thanks to the soldiers. I don't think there were too many people today, who didnt have a lump in their throat as these really old vets from WW II marched by and in 90 plus degree heat. They, and the many like them, are what gives us goosebumps when we hear our National Anthem. Without their sacrifices, where would we be? God bless them all.
I love my husband who was an immense help to me for the past week while getting ready for the crowd we have. And after almost 47 years of marriage, I still found him handsome in his new blue shirt yesterday.
I love the Americana Festival with booths lining the main state route literally as far as the eye can see. This has been a tradition for our family since we first moved here in 1978.We wouldn't miss it for anything. Small town Americana and all that goes with it is just what our country needs these days.
Thank you all, so much, for being with us today. Thank God for old friends helping in the kitchen. I could not have gotten thru that mountain of dishes, pots, pans and last minute food preparation on my own!
Many thanks to everyone who came and spent the day with us.
This is the day for great food, good drinks, patriotism, family, old friends and new friends. Its the day that we count ourselves lucky to be born in this country no matter who you voted for. It's the day we are reminded, no matter how divided we might be, that we are still, and always will be, Americans first. And as the song says....
"I thank my lucky stars to be living here today"