Saturday, July 5, 2008

oh dear...

I hate it when things get complex, & yet I some how enjoy it....
It's like I enjoy being in pain.
But hey, at least drama isn't boring, right?
Right?
I'm screwed...

Friday, July 4, 2008

BEST FOURTH EVER

I have to say, this was the most memorable fourth of July ever.

Early in the day Mad 'n I decided to ride our bikes to Lauren's house because our dearest darling Lauren was stuck at home all alone. We were only half way there (yet still four miles away) when Madeleine ran over a big pointy piece of glass & killed her tire. Note, I said killed not popped, that tire is dead. So la-dee-daa, we ended up sitting at a gas station until my dad could come pick us up. We did stop at Laurens, (to give her lots of candy) but only briefly.

Ho-hum pigs-bum, cutting short what could be a book...

At home when played with the monsters for a bit, ball tag & squirt gun fights. I snapped a few lovely candid photos.

Mad didn't come with us to see the fireworks, & I must say she missed out. Until the real show started we hung out, played Frisbee, devil sticks, Zunis, dancing, we grilled food too. It was almost like our own mini festival in a parking lot.

Haha.

But that's not the really memorable part.
We're driving home, traffic was abysmal, & we end up stopping on the train tracks. God wouldn't this be a great time for a train to come? I asked jokingly. Five minutes later, we're just past another set of tracks, & my dad pulls the truck over. (Since there were seven people there we had to take two cars, mom, Aaron, Damien & I were in the car. Katlin, Tammy, & my dad were in the truck.) The grill had fallen over, there were hot coals every where, so every one jumps out to help, not wanting the contents of the bed to catch fire. Just then we hear it, a train coming straight for us.

My mom had to jump in the car & move it farther from the tracks, all I could do was laugh.

Hot coals taken care of, & all small fires put out, we pulled back onto the road.
I'd say we were about a mile from our last...pit stop when all of the sudden (& thank god no one was to close the the truck at the time) the grill comes flying out of the bed, various pieces scattering on the concrete. Both parents pulled over immediately, & I saw my dad's door open, but I was faster. I flew out of the car & grabbed it before the traffic light had a chance to change. After the grill was loaded safely into the truck once more we waited for them to leave before getting back on the road, mostly because we were laughing to hard to breath.

Looking back on it I suppose those little tidbits wouldn't be quite as funny if you weren't there the whole night, but I'm guessing it'll merit a mild chuckle.

Happy fourth of July!
Love & gun powder,
Ariel