FireWorks!!

4Th of July is one of my favorite days. No, not because I'm super patriotic or love picnics or anything like that.

It's my favorite because I am a fire works junkie. I love fire works. I don't like to shoot them off myself or anything like that, I just simply love to watch them. I seek them out and am thrilled by them every single time.

Even in winter.

In fact, I think winter fire works far surpass the summer version. It's darker in the winter. The sky is often more clear. There are less people. The fire works reflect off the snow.

I've even gone so far as to discuss the crazy and unusual. I've read about a place that will take your cremated ashes into fireworks to be shot off at your funeral. '

I'm picturing a picnic funeral on a beach with the ashes of my body being shot off over the ocean after dark.

I know. Gross. Insanely morbid and disgusting.

But still, wouldn't it be great?

A wonderful picnic party on a beach to celebrate and remember a life fully lived and well enjoyed? A sunset over the ocean and then, bam, spectacular fireworks.

Ah, well.

It's a thought.

My plan for today is to have a very wonderful family picnic in the back yard. We are all thrilled beyond words that Little Andrew is well enough to join the family fun and we can all be together for a time doing the same old, same old. There is great comfort in traditions.

In the evening we will head to the airport, of all places, and see the local fire works. The great part about it is that there is lots of space. We can really spread out and not bother other families, and they don't bug us! We can often see the displays for several of the other local towns too. Our city seems to be one of the last to shoot them off. Ever year we get a glimpse of the others. There are often a few planes landing or taking off too!

God Bless Your 4th!