Gah. I have a case of the Mondays. I can't come up with anything interesting to blog about.
My Thursday with Monk Man went fine. We ended up doing everything but make the cookies. That is only because Hubbs got off work early and hogged the kitchen.
The 4th of July was fun too. We BBQ'd ribs and just hung out all day. As soon as it started getting dark outside we dragged the lawn chairs to the back patio to watch the fireworks.
Bobblehead was mesmerized! Last year he was too little to enjoy it so he just went to bed. This year, every time he saw a firework he would Oooohhhhh and squeal.
Monk Man was pretty excited until they took a break. Then he was bored so out came our secret weapon.
I am not sure what they are called but they are little twists of paper with gunpowder or something in them. They pop and spark when you throw them on the ground. Whatever they are called, they were a big hit this year.
Someone in the neighborhood was shooting off their own fireworks and they were going off right over our house. I mean right over our house. Fireworks are illegal in Arizona because of inexperienced assholes like that. They finally moved to the park a block away after I started yelling at them.
I may or may not have called someone a douchebag.
I also may or may not have threatened to kick some asses if they didn't "take it somewhere else".
I may or may not have had a little too many wine coolers that night too.
18 hours ago