So my favorite day of the year is fast approaching and I'm not looking forward to it this year. You may remember last year where I reigned supreme and forced tears onto unsuspecting victims. This year I will have no such joy.
See I was recently informed by the high council of fireworks, that I will not be allowed to participate in the fireworks celebration due to a small short midget who refers to me as 'mom'.
Now as a parent I expected to give some things up- my mind, my dignity, my ability to go places alone, my bladder control. THIS however is not something I anticipated having to give up.....
If I had to choose a single holiday as my favorite it would undoubtedly be the 4th of July. Not because of the whole Independence Day thing, or any of the historical attributes to it but because of the fact that I get to blow crap up LEGALLY!
This year more than others I could really use the excuse to blow crap up. See the 9th of July we have Kenzie's MRI. The 22nd is her Neurologist appointment. Sometime in between I start working 14 hour nights. So this would be one last hurrah so to speak for me and my touchy temper. *sighs* oh well guess I'll have to swallow my pride and watch from the other side of the looking glass.
So if you need a pyrotechnic nut, to put on your fireworks show I'm available.