independence day

This is the first year in all of my years of living in North Idaho that I remember partying downtown to watch the fireworks. Nathan came up from Moscow and Mimi and Daniel tagged along with us to fight off the masses for a good spot to watch the show.

The Fourth is one of those holidays that just sneaks up on me. Well, honestly, it feels like everything this year has caught me by surprise. Is it just me, or does time pass quicker the older your are? That is the lamest. But such as it is, this year was a good celebration.

Usually we buy a ridiculously small amount of fireworks from a booth and have a little powwow in the front yard followed by an hour of sitting on the back deck watching the neighbors' illegals and the city shows on the lakes nearby. But this year, we walked on the boardwalk, shared a Gooey at Dockside, and crowded ourselves together on the steps at Independence Point by the resort to watch the sky light up. The booms of the fireworks were so loud that we could feel them burst. But man, being right on the water was probably the coolest.

Never mind the fact that once it was all over it took us eight million lightyears to crawl our way out of the parking lot. Hashtag i hate crowds.

(PS am I the only person that always wants never mind to be one word? I feel like it should be one word.)

We are so blessed to live in a country with so many freedoms. We are so blessed to be in Idaho. To have cars. To have beds. To be able to sit on the beach with half the city and enjoy the bright lights of the firework explosions. We have been given so much, and it is such a privilege to experience life in a beautiful country. Happy Independence Day!

And now, the fireworks from the perspective of my iPhone. You're welcome.