The fireworks actually weren't too obnoxious last night. I made up my mind before bed to treat the noise like a thunderstorm. I sleep through thunderstorms all the time. No big whoop. It's all about perspective, doncha know.
Speaking of fireworks, Hubs read on the local news where the nearby wide spot in the road had to cancel their display. The company they contracted with to shoot off the display had a fire at their facility on Tuesday. Can you imagine? Fire at a fireworks factory. Scary shit there.
Once upon a time, back in 1992, I was engaged to a volunteer fireman and his department put on the fireworks display for the suburb of Chicago we lived in. One of the fireworks exploded on the ground. Yep, scary shit. (Until this morning, I'd forgotten about that. Score one for my memory.)
We've still only seen one fawn this year. I've named him Little Prince. He's so cute, gamboling around the yard. Then he noticed the water pan. He snuck up to it, but he must've seen his reflection in the water because he jumped and ran away. So cute.
Speaking of deer, Hubs just looked outside and they're already waiting for him. It's 6am, guys, have a little patience. Geez.
We tried to find a fireworks display on TV last night. Of the three TV specials that were supposed to be fireworks, all three had some kind of rock concert type thing when we switched over to it - including the Boston Pops one. And it wasn't the orchestra. It was some boy band or something, singing pop music. Bleh. I'm guessing if we'd sat through the hype we would've eventually seen fireworks, but who's got time for that shit? I want John Phillips Souza music with freakin' sparklies, dammit.
Despite not actually going to the fireworks in the great outdoors, I got eaten alive by mosquitoes yesterday evening. I was watering the gardens. So itchy. I did grab some plantains (broadleaf weeds, not the banana cousin) while I was out there and rubbed them on the bites I could reach while watering. That worked pretty good, but man, I was a pincushion by the time I was done. And everything needs watering right now because it's so damn dry. We had a rambunctious thunderstorm a couple days ago. Banging and booming and a minor power outage, but did it rain? Oh hell no. All we got was like two minutes of sprinkles. Just enough to make patterns in the dust on my car.
On a happier note, the ornamental grass I bought that I thought was probably dead is sending up new shoots.
Well, I could go on... and on and on... but I should probably get on with my day. What's on your this n that radar this morning?