Fourth of July

Usually my husband and four other men in the neighborhoos go to Evenston, purchase illegal fireweorks, and work diligently at setting a bad example for the kids and attempting to catch the neighborhood on fire. Me and the other wives sit back and watch all of this with great trepidation. Random thoughts of responsibilty, cost, and safety run through our heads as we try to keep all of the kids (there are ten of them) at a safe distance from the mêlée. The men, on the other hand, are running around with their blow torch's lighting anything with a wick.
This year was different. With rising gas and food costs and the inability to find the time for a jaunt to Wyoming, the River Oaks neighbood was much safer and quieter. Our family went to see a movie in the morning, cleaned the house, and lit small fireworks in the driveway. It was nice and I didn't age 5 years in one night!

Seriously!

So I started taking Trax to work because gas is so dang expensive! The morning train was just fine but the afternoon train was another thing. It's like 100 degrees at 6:00PM today and I'm wearing nice clothes because we have to dress nice at work so I'm not very comfortable. I'm standing there waiting for the train and this dude walks by me, stops and looks at me, and starts laughing his head off! He laughs for 1 full minute and I'm just standing there feeling soooo akward! Everybody else is feeling akward too. Suddenly he stops laughing at me and keeps walking. It was weird and now I have a complex!

I've given in!

So everybody has blogs and it's time I did it. I thought it might be complicated and I'd have to get my computer genious brothers help but so far so good!