In my neighborhood we always have the fireworks on July 3--they set them off from the beach about a mile from my house so I can just walk down to the end of my street and see them. A lot of people in the neighborhood will have parties. Since I got divorced, basically I've been alone (except for my son and one time when my friend visited her in-laws, who live across the street) but I was kind of envious of the people with their parties. I was going to have a party last night but my friend, who lives on the opposite side of the beach, wanted to have it at her house since she has an 11 yr old son & wanted to be home to keep an eye on him. Less trouble for me since I had to work all day. So it was probably about 10 women, some dance friends and some of her nurse friends and we had the backyard barbecue then walked down to the beach when the fireworks started. It was perfect weather and it was so nice to sit on the beach in our lawn chairs right at the water and there were no loud partiers and kids running around like there are in my neigborhood. At that moment, I was just so thankful to have a nice group of friends to share fun times with.
Today I am basically relaxing at home--it's hot and my son has to go to work in the afternoon, and then I have to work tomorrow. It would kill my boss to give us an extra day off and I'm not taking a day w/o pay. He told the office manager that if it's not busy (which I'm sure it won't be) we can go home at 2:00. Since he usually doesn't come in until 2:00 I bet that means that he won't come in, while he is making us go to work.