This could have been the unexpected ,
double -dip of Fourth of July Celebrating if anyone wanted to take
advantage of it. I guess the word wanted, could have also
been replaced by the word able also. Nate was off from
weekend to weekend, so if we had chosen, we could have really had a
celebration that lasted all week, or two celebrations. We didn't
though because we are suffering from Big Family Turned Small
Syndrome, just like the child who can't play by himself, but must
have many companions.
First one son couldn't make it,
then the second son couldn't come either, third son was iffy, and I
had to go to the hospital.
To paraphrase from “A Christmas
Story” - goodbye meaty scent of BBQ, so long creamy tater salad,
adieu toasted marshmallows, not even the heady smell of a charcoal
fire.
We'll celebrate later in the
month, even with some birthdays thrown in, but no double dipping this
year... Just memories of a red bell grille, flag cakes of
culinary kitchens passed, Frisbee and softballs and water balloons,
fire fly hunting, and fireworks.
Happy Birthday America!!!
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