Grass cut? Check.
Pool cleaned? Check.
Food prepared? Check.
Fireworks smuggled? Check.
Rain. Che…what? WHAT?
It rained on and off all day long. Other than cooking slab upon slab of ribs and such on the grill it was enough to keep us all inside. Our dogs and the adolescent boys in the neighborhood, however, were not deterred. Ahhh, the smell of wet dog and sulfur in the air; there’s nothing else like it…nor should there be.
I tried to keep the holiday spirit and instead of just cutting up an orchard of fruit and dumping it in a bowl I decided to go all out:
Note the stars on the handle? Yeah, Martha would be in awe but apparently no one else was.
They started dropping
What to do?
Monopoly? No. AKA Monotony.
Sing Star? No. Not drunk enough.
Wii Bowling? SCORE!
After much goading and prodding it was on! The rules were outlined and the roster set. Competitive natures emerged as the tournament commenced. I was up first and my opponent and I ran neck and neck all ten frames. The tension was thick as I tried every ploy to throw him off. I teased and taunted in vain as I lost by 8 pins. Knocked out in the first round…
…by my seven year old grandson. What. Ev. Er.
Thank goodness the rain cleared up early evening just in time to enjoy some sparklers before the fireworks.
I hope you all had a happy, safe and…
…non-humiliating Fourth of July weekend.