Pre-4th of July festivities

The 4th of July is just around the bend and most people this year are doing a little celebrating a little early. Well, who could blame them when it falls on a Wednesday this year. This is the only day most people have off, so we ventured to a gathering on the 3rd this year. Way to change it up a bit! By doing this, it gives the drinker such as the soon-to-be-grandpa Terry some restful sleeping the next day.

Ok, so lets get to the festivities and the good part I know all of you are dying to hear about. So, yes the soon-to-be-grandpa Terry hosted a gathering last night. All was well and the beer was flowing for those that could drink. Yes, poor me with the young children were the ones not included in the drinking festivities. I stuck to my water. While the young ones chose their drink of choice, MOUNTAIN DEW. I feel sorry for those parents, especially if they were drinking. The children were wired on caffeine.

Brent being to pyro that he is provided the entertainment for the children. Fireworks! Brent was having a ball with the kids and they kids just loved it. I guess you can say that he is getting in some needed practice for when our little one arrives in just a little over 2 MONTHS! Man where has the time gone. Ok, so what do you get when you have 1 drunk or I guess I should say feeling it man + fireworks = ? A burn. Yes, Brent burned himself showing off for the young ones. It is not a huge burn or anything just a little one on his finger from a spark or something who knows.

Besides fireworks, we had plenty of entertainment and food. Man, did we have food. I think I am still full today. Debbie and I mopped the floor with the Grandma's. Sorry! We beat them in Hillbilly Golf and Bags. There is just no denying that we are younger and better sorry. It stinks getting old, doesn't it. Well, I classify myself in that getting old category now. I am in my mid-20's, married with a baby on the way, and graduated from college. Yep, I am officially getting old myself.

Ok, so now for the really good part. Our perky host, soon-to-be-grandpa Terry entertained us with a mini keg of beer. He must have been trying to say in toon with the young folk, but he did not do very well. He was getting a little rowdy and we all knew before to long he would be in for. Well, before long came really fast. About 9 PM people started to wonder where he had gone. He had been missing in action for about 30 minutes now. Come to find out that he had quietly put himself to bed. Yes, BED! If only I was able to take a picture of this. Like they say a picture says a thousand words. Well this old man did not put a damper on our parade, heck no. The festivities continued without him and we just laughed about the drunk old man in bed all night long. I believe the last person left around 1 AM. So much for being a good host, huh! Thank goodness Debbie was still in the party mode and not in bed herself.

So here is a little piece of advice to all that going to a gathering at their house, bring your CAMERA the old man will be out in no time and pictures are great for blackmailing him in the future.