Fourth of July washout

We had such high hopes for Friday -- the anniversary of a wonderful momentous time in our country's history. Amazing that just a day before July 4, 1776 John Adams had written to his wife Abigail:

The second day of July, 1776, will be the most memorable epoch in the history of America. I am apt to believe that it will be celebrated by succeeding generations as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be commemorated as the day of deliverance, by solemn acts of devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forever more.

It began at 8:30am. My husband and I woke up with the same thing on our minds: Einsteins!! We headed out with thoughts of America on our minds. How our country has changed! Some changes of course have been necessary and some just sad. We marveled at how great it must have felt for our founding fathers to embark on such a journey and to be a part of something that was going to change things forever.

Breakfast:

Her -Lox & wheat bagel (no onions) + Hot Chai Tea

Him -Pizza Bagel + OJ

Once we were nice and full when headed back to the house and came to find someone had been sleeping in our bed. Hummm... I wonder who it was???

The evidence makes it all too clear. A chew toy, my husband's tee shirt and a wrinkled bed.

MIMI!!!

All is forgiven... who could resist that face!

On with the day we decide to head down to the pool - catch some rays and relax pool side.

Uhh OH - Preggers in a bikini!Before leaving for Pine Island Park in Davie, we stopped quickly at Taco Bell. And I realized I am DONE with my short love affair with TB. It was those Nacho Supremes I craved for months and now it's all over. The only thing that made that HORRIBLE lunch any better was the Mango Strawberry Frustista. Can you tell I was happy with my drinky drink?

While we were so happy to have found the most perfect spot to settle for the evening... we quickly learned the rain was not going to stop just because it was the fourth of July. We had to pack up by 6:45 pm. And by 8 pm it was storming and we were all cozy on the couch watching Adventures in Babysitting (yes, I know, not the most holiday appropriate film. Still, we were with 3 teens who needed a laugh after their fireworks were a washout)