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This is one of those things were I don’t really have much to say, but I wanted to post a pic so an entry comes along for the ride.

I get weekly emails from sewing, knitting, quilting, cooking, etc. sites. Most of it is just what you’d expect, but every now and again………
An ad from a knitting site came yesterday and this caught my eye:  Is it just me?? Tell me what woman would want to knit this. Not that there aren’t some pretty design elements – but no one wants those trees across their breasts. really.

I started to paint the rafters on the east side of the house yesterday, but got into a tangle with some bees that have made a hive in the corner of the roof, so I moved on – I need to either wait until they go away, or somehow try to remove them. Instead I went around to the other side and I finished painting all of the deck railing. Sunny is loving her freedom, and is running miles chasing the chipmunks every day – there is one who is in the holz hausen and taunts her – it pops up here and there. I think it’s become a game between them. 

Between the hot weather inland, and the Fourth, our area is filling up for the weekend. The influx of rv’s of every shape and size must be some sort of record – I’m already feeling sorry for those who will have to battle the traffic to leave on Sunday. My sister and her husband are coming ( with their new camper ) and I’m looking forward to the big chicken (wing) cook-off at a friend’s house tomorrow. Also on the itenerary is the Ocean Park Parade – which will be new to me.

Yesterday Richard got the jeepster licenced – so we are good for cruising the beach tomorrow night.
I’ve proposed a sort of ‘art car’ paint-what-you-like on it for tomorrow at our friend’s house ( Richard told me awhile back that I could do whatever I liked with the outside/inside of it, but now he’s not sure if he’s keen on that idea). I think it would be fun to let folks have their way with spray paint or whatever sort of goofy decorations. After all, it won’t likely be driven except for on the beach a few times a year. Worst case scenario is that you spraypaint over it later – it sure couldn’t look worse than what it does now.

Tomorrow night is of course the Big Deal here. 28 miles of fireworks on the beach! With the weather so nice  – in the mid 70’s – it should be perfect. Then Sunday is the big beach cleanup. It’s a well organized thing with provided trash bags, and lots of folks with beach vehicles to pick them up. I’m hoping that it stays nice out for that, unlike the rain that happened last year.

So, I’m off to make cookies and treats for the party tomorrow – happy 4th, everyone!

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We had a Fourth like no other last night.  After many – like 20 or so – years of watching the production type fireworks shows in Santee, it was a whole different thing here. We were used to being able to watch from our house, as the city of Santee would hold their big deal just a couple blocks away. Folks would bring their motorhomes and park in any store lot in the area up to a full day ahead, and hang out in the heat all day just to see a 20 minute show.  Parking all over the neighborhood was impossible, and the exodus was crazy. Ditto from the past when I lived in Ballard. I can remember sitting in traffic after driving to various vantage points with the kids. 
It was a totally different scene here last night. Fireworks are legal here, and I find it really funny that the churches each have big stands set up ‘ Tax-Free fireworks’ as this is their biggest fundraiser for the year. ( Blow things up for Jesus? )
We have Mom, and Gretchen & Tom here for the weekend ( which translates to lots of good food ). Last night was the ‘second anual chicken wing cook off’ at some friends who live right down on the beach. ‘Course, it was our first year participating.  We got there mid evening, ate ( lots ) and then walked down to the beach. Whoa.  There were cars and trucks and people everywhere having various sized beach fires and letting off whatever fireworks that they had.  As it got darker, the action got busier. It was pretty windy out, and just standing there watching was mighty cool. Some of our group started to go back in, but I really wanted to walk the beach the mile and a quarter back to our house. Mom agreed to drive the car back, so Richard and I started walking.  
It was totally surreal.
As we walked, it grew completely dark, and there were hundreds of groups of folks all doing their own thing. Some had small fireworks, others had huge boxes of stuff to let off. For all of those people and kids and dogs running about it was a really mellow scene – no one being assholes and everyone having fun. We walked along ( I think we were the only ones walking ) while a continual ariel show was ahead, behind, and alongside the entire way. We could see farther south a huge unending show – along with the sounds – kabloom!, pop-pop-pop-pow!. By the time we got here it sounded like a battery of carpenters were working franticly on an invisible mansion. We got Sunny from her crate ( she has no problems with the fireworks – but we didn’t want to take her to our friend’s house ), and went out and sat on the deck for another 45 minutes or so to watch. Being that we’re up on the hill only a couple blocks from the beach, it was like front row seats.  We went to bed just before midnight, and there were still a number of pops happening here and there all around us.
 
The idea is for next year to have the old Jeep running and drive it on the beach the whole 25 mile length of the penninsula, enjoying the fireworks the whole way. Anyone who wants to join us is welcome.

We woke up to rain this morning, but, what’s new?

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