Independence Day

We're back on line!!!!!!

After 5 days of no power, the gods decided to smile down on Bexley, Ohio and restore our electricity. 

I cannot, in any way, articulate how grateful I am for electricity.

I realize that this is a truly first world problem, and part of me dies inside for complaining about it since a) It could be worse - way worse b) At least we have a home in which to lose electricity and c) At least we have the money to pay our electric bill.

However, I am still thankful that my life and routine have been restored. In honor of Independence day, I have realized I am absolutely positively 100% dependent on electricity. My sisters-in-law have very graciously hosted us for the past week, but I was just SO READY to be home. In my own bed. Not living out of suitcase. And with Emerson in her own crib, not a Pack n Play. I mean, wouldn't you want to come home and rest in a bed like this????

Our holiday was low key but lovely. We slept in, and then went to a friends house to watch the Worthington Hills July 4th parade. It was hotter than Hades, but it was fun nonetheless. However, I was left wondering..... how does one get "in" a parade?? Seriously, the parade was the most random cast of characters - next year can I just show up in a convertible with a little sign on it and some candy and be granted the privilege of waving to the neighborhood??? I don't get it...

Then we had a cookout at Lindsay's house, where Jon made the most amazing brats cooked in Yuengling. Oh Mylanta, they were good. I may have had two. I feel like holidays are exempt for feeling guilt about eating something with a synthetic casing. Yep.

I can also say that I did not see one firework this year. By the time we got home, we were all exhausted and I just wanted to go to bed. This idea was thwarted  by the fireworks show going on half a mile from us. I love our little town, but at the moment I wanted to kick someone. BOOM BOOM BOOM. Don't these people understand I have to work tomorrow?!? BOOM BOOM BOOM.  It was so loud I could hear the fireworks through Em's monitor. I watched with bated breath, thinking there was no way she wouldn't wake up - but sweet princess surprised us and slept right through it... WIN!

All in all, we had a darn good 4th, considering the circumstances. Maybe next year when Em goes to bed later than 6:30pm we can take her to the fireworks instead of praying she doesn't hear them. Either way, every holiday is that much better now that she's here :)