During our visit to Florida, our country celebrated it’s 234th birthday. Usually the day is spent at outdoor picnics and backyard barbeques. But we were in Florida where it rained every single day. Because of that, we watched the Washington DC fireworks on TV from the comfort of the air conditioned living room. (Can I just say, I would bear the children of the man who invented air conditioning? If I could still bear children? And holy heat wave, Batman, is Florida ever hot this time of year!)
Anyway, since I didn’t go see fireworks or do the whole 4th of July overeating thing, I almost forgot about it. I know, right? How could I, the consummate patriot, let the birthday of our country go by unmentioned? Well, I’m not.
Happy Belated Birthday, America!!
(Thanks to Happy Hour Sue, who thought of it first.)