There was trouble ahead and trouble behind. This was a good day. I can feel that.
It's the Fourth of July. I really hate firecrackers and only tolerate sparklers. Every party has to have one, eh? I like fireworks displays, but I don't like crowds and traffic and waiting. I will instruct myself not to bitch.
I'd like to have a good day today. Maybe we'll take a picture of it. My son or daughter may find it, on some disc (the modern equivalent of a cardboard box) some day.
I hope they remember that we were in a good mood. I hope they smile. I don't care how I'm remembered by "history" but I hope, in their scramble to launch and get away and start their lives, my kids look back fondly and remember something like a normal summer day, a good laugh about who knows what.
And I'd like it if they clean their rooms.
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With regard to clean rooms...it's good to want things, Mister. *smirks*
...a "shotgun" house...particularly because it's in quotes...needs an expanded definition for at least one of your readers.
We, too, eschew the public 4th Fanfare for many of the same reasons.
The best fireworks I was lucky enough to experience went off on New Year's Eve; I was in the Alps... *pauses to reflect*
Our new 4th Fare and Flare is a Bottle Tree rather than Bottle Rockets; do have a virtual peek if you haven't already. And, grab a glimpse of the real thing when you come to pick up your microphone stand. *heh*
In the summer of '67 I was getting ready to legally imbibe... *floats off to fond memories of her own*
A shotgun house is one that is set up so that if you shoot a gun, standing in the front door looking toward the rear of the house, the bullet will pass out the back door.
Single story, front porch, no gables.
How very interesting!
Thank you, cranium man, for my learning for today!
What did you learn today?
Make nice!
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