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At the end of the greatest grandest 4th of July party ever, we all huddled together on the deck, waiting for the big backyard fireworks show. I’ve always left pyrotechnics to professionals, so I was curious about the long row of cylinders and rectangular prisms that stretched across the backyard. To my amazement, those fireworks created a most stunning show directly overhead. The fireworks were so close that I had some nervousness during the show, anticipating possible danger. Sure enough, during the grand finale, fireworks started shooting toward the deck in random fashion. Using primal instinct, I dashed into the home but other less fortunates did incur some injuries. GPM was hit in the chest with shrapnel. D lost some hair from burning ember. F had a burn on his neck for which he later requested “some type of cream.” The paper tablecloth was on fire. An exciting end to a fun lake side evening. But maybe we won’t try this at home again any time soon. At least til next year?
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I don't actually like fireworks that much. Dan says I don't like fun.
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Am emailing a photo of the actual rocket attack as experienced by my now sore (ahem) chest.
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I don't know what to say. Did not eat at any 'D' eatery. Did have a delicious BBQ with pals. Did walk/run today. Do have to start thinking about upcoming trip. Don't want to think about school supplies at Target.
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