I wanted to recap our trip to Mexico because I still haven't done that and I think it would be good for the whole grieving process I'm currently going through as I withdrawal from unlimited drinks, food, and sunshine. However, after such a patriotic weekend it didn't seem quite right to pay tribute to another country. No worries, that will happen tomorrow.
I have such a love/hate relationship with this holiday.
Obviously I love America and I love any excuse to eat hot dogs and drink beer and enjoy all of the other freedoms I'm able to because of the selfless people who put their lives on the line for little ole me.
But living so close to the beach and smack dab between two rivers I kind of hate the hoards of people that flock to the pool/beach/dock on July 4th. It's a tad overwhelming.
Also, my history-loving husband looooooves to focus on every technicality that comes with this holiday, sucking the fun out of all of it.
Either way....I can hang with the best of them, which is exactly what we did.
I braved the 3908457 splashing kids at the pool Friday afternoon. Then Robbie and I met up with some friends out in the "country". Something about July 4th makes me want to be around big, open fields.
After meeting their four pet chickens and learning about egg fertilization, we enjoyed hamburgers on the grill, corn hole in the backyard, and shut gunned beers on the porch. #merica.
Now here we are, Monday again. And I've created a long list of "to-dos" for the week. "Watch Netflix" is not on it. Time to be a productive member of society again. We'll see how it goes.