There are certain things that happen that make me say – wow, I’m showing my age! Last week when Karl Malden passed away – I was the only one in my area at work that knew who he was! Nobody knew what I was talking about when I said my Mom used to buy us Ice Milk and not Ice Cream. Well – Saturday I showed my age again.
I went over to Lydia’s for a 4th of July BBQ with her neighbors. We had hamburgers, fruit, salads, basic BBQ food – for dessert Lydia made the most amazing pies – her apple pie that I love and then a cherry blueberry pie that tasted really good. It was really juicy – would taste great over ice cream. There were two neighborhood girls there – probably around 12 or 13 – every time they heard someone set off a firecracker they would go – 1..2..3..Oh My Gosh!! In that high pitched squeally voice that only teenage girls have. I found myself thinking . . . can’t they be quiet . . I wasn’t that annoying when I was their age! Then it was time for fireworks. I used to really like fireworks but on Saturday I found myself plugging my ears during the really loud ones – worrying about things catching on fire from the ones that would go flying all over the place like really fast bees – wondering why we couldn’t just set off nice fountains instead of the Roman Candles. I went home afterwards – got there around midnight – woke up at 8 the next morning and was tired the rest of the day. Just can’t handle the “late” nights! I am old!
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