I have to say, whoever came up with the idea of blowing stuff up in order to celebrate our Independence Day was a genius! I love shooting off fireworks. When I was growing up we lived outside the city limits, so we got to do it right at our house every year. Since I moved away from home I haven't really had that chance until last year. Orin lives in Mustang, the only place in the metro area that allows you to shoot off fireworks. Orin moved, but still lives almost in Mustang, so he decided we could shoot them off at his house again this year. It was so much fun. We blasted firecrackers, tanks, chickens that poop colored sparks, roman candles, Excalibur (a series of big time fireworks) and a ton of other stuff. All I have to say is I can't wait to do it again next year!
I'll have to write about the rest of the weekend later. Its been kinda of a rough evening and I'm afraid I would just start complaining. Besides, Wendy leaves for two weeks tomorrow morning, so I want to go hang with her. Enjoy the new pics. See ya.
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Holy Crap! Someone got their haircut...
Yeah, that's what happens when you complain about your head being hot at baseball practice.
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