I am focusing on the fireworks for several reasons.
1. Dave loves fireworks. I am indifferent. He will seek them out, and I am content to go along for the ride.
2. There is generally great people watching at fireworks. I LOVE to people watch. It is a true study in human behavior, and this year did not disappoint.
We intentionally arrived way early to the festivities so we could get a good seat. We had a spot scoped out from last year, so we wanted to make sure we could sit there again. We were some of the first people to arrive, so any spot on the lawn was ours for the taking. We very carefully selected our spot on top of the hill so we would not have any trees in our way. We laid out our blankets and set up our chairs and the boys started to play catch and play with sparklers. We had two hours worth of snacks and entertainment spread out before us and were having a great time. It was small time Americana at it's best.
About 40 minutes into our experience, a man came and sat upwind from us and lit a stogie. Who does that? I realize we were at an outdoor event, but COME ON, did he really not think that the 50 or so people around him wouldn't notice! Colin is very sensitive to this kind of thing and my options were to call this guy out, or to move. The guy was kind of scary looking, and we all know that I avoid confrontation with strangers like the plague, so we moved our two blankets, seven chairs, 1 cooler and 4 bags of stuff. We were no longer sitting on top of the hill with no trees in our way.Putting that behind us, the fireworks were really good and the kids had a good time. We were all in a really good mood, and I, in particular, was feeling quite patriotic as we started the long trek back to our car.
Did I mention that we arrived two hours early? When we got there the parking lot was empty. We carefully chose our parking place so we were facing the exit and were at the end of the row so we could just pull forward. We were following traffic jam etiquette by letting one person in front of us per row. Apparently the lady in the Ford Expedition did not understand or follow the common traffic jam etiquette, and when we got to her row and let the person in front of us out, she expected the same for her. Dave proceeded to move forward and the lady drove as close to us as possible without t-boning me and then turned her bright lights on right next to my face.
I could understand her desire to get out of the parking lot as she had two
The bottom line is that we had a lovely evening with family and one of Will's friends. They were so sweet to Ryan playing catch with him, helping him with the sparklers, and he even sat between them for the show. He will carry this memory forever. These are the kind of days that recharge my soul and keep me going. These people are the reason that I stay in Ohio even though we had one of the worst winters on record. Days like this are the reason that this will always be my home.