Saturday, July 4, 2009

Happy 4th of July!

I wanted to say Happy 4th to everyone that reads my BLOG. We are getting ready to go watch fireworks in the rain. When I get home I will post photos and give you the hi lights of the day!

Holiday Weekend! It started out on Friday by going to Shipshewana with Kevin and Mom. We had a great day. Even better once we got to the store Kevin wanted to go to and he got to buy the GUN that he has been wanting. Some assult rifle ~ it's a guy thing.

Saturday came and we went to Mom's and picked her up to go to the parade. I felt like we were the Griswald's going to Wally World. We parked close and then three more spots later, I finally had it perfect. I finally parked as far away as I could but we had the best spot for when it was time to leave. Perfect planning.

Mom, Kevin and I waited for Richard, Morgan and Mitchell to join us. Finally Paul Good showed up will all them damn kids. We were set. It was strange not to have any White's sitting with us but they were going to be in the parade.

This was our Great Nephew, NATHAN WAYNE KING'S first 4th of July parade in LaPorte. His Mom and Uncle J brought him down for us to see. He is the cutest little guy in the world. I just love him to pieces. Such a happy little guy. I like to call him Natey Boy!

I was in constant contact with Flyover Central, aka Daddy, as he kept me posted as to when we would see the Flyover (which was the worst in years). He was also helping Weather Central and would tell us that it was starting to rain.

This is the tractor that my Dad also known as "A Man from Union Mills" sold to the LaPorte County Chapter of International Harvestor. My Dad sold it to the group so that it can be a money maker for the club that HE is a member of. This is a very rare, hard to find, not very many made tractor. When the Farmers Exchange newspaper printed the article, the only information about the seller, was that he was a man from Union Mills. It's didn't matter that he is a member, and the every other MEMBER was listed in the article, but thats beside the point, and I am a little bitter.

This is my Dad's 1947 International truck. Norm drove it in the parade. On back you will see a motor that is also a 1947 and it is a generator.

Lindsey and Ryan (Leah's boyfriend) rode on back. The little white sign by Lindsey cracked us up. As you can see in the photo below, what it actually said!

HOW PERFECT! This freakin cracked us UP! But I do believe that is pissed someone off, because when they went back to get the truck the signs were gone. Cry babies! I really suck at taking photos at the Parade. I was supposed to watch for my nieces, since they would be performing and these are the sucky photos I got. Sorry Girls........

The real reason I didn't get the pictures, is because I was busy dishing out HAM and CHEESE to the family. All of a sudden I look up and Leah is almost in front of me. She was too busy DANCING to yell for me so this is what I got........

Next we went to "The White House" for our annual get together.

As you can see this was the attire for the PARTY. It's just a little Wolff humor. We had an enjoyable day, eating and talking. New to the party this year were Ryan's Mom, StepDad, and StepBrothers. I think that they think that we are nuts. I hope not. It was fun having new people to entertain!

Then it was time for the fireworks. These were held at our nephew Jarrod (Jethro) 's house. And this is when it all came crashing down. I thought that my world was going to come to an end.

First I saw the light,

Then the smell,

the sound

and then the PAIN!

Already had our first casualty and it was me! I instantly thought they were going to get the wabulance and take me to the hospital. But I remembered we were right across the street. I thought will I lose my limb, gosh I hoped not. Are they going to have to use the paddles to start my heart? Will it need stitches? I felt faint, was I going to lose consciousness? Then the shock set it, and I seized!

Ok, part of this story isn't true and I will let you decide after seeing my wound which part was make believe, but I did get hit with a ROCK that was launched from the firecracker that my husband threw in the driveway.

I think that I am going to live. But I thought I would let you see my wound! I am such a baby.

Hope you all had a great HOLIDAY, because we sure did!

xoxoxox
Suzi ~ Daughter of the MAN FROM UNION MILLS!

2 comments:

The Leedle's said...

YOu frickin' crack me up everytime you post/blog. If you're not sharting....you're getting hit by firework rocks, yes! Glad you're safe though and hopefully nothing else went wrong with your injury.

-loved the sign linds made
-adored the shirts you guys sported for the 4th party
-think that Natey Boy is so adorable oh my gosh!!!!
-didn't know that uncle bub had that car or tractor...NOR that he sold the tractor to a group that wouldn't acknowledge his exsistence...fags.

love you and your hilarious-ness

Lori said...

sissy....you have to look out for those fire-rocks! I was very concerned when they brought out the paddles? Oh, that was the part that was un-true...I was not very happy when YOUR husband tried to scare me and threw a 1/2 stick of dynamite (okay an M-80) in the garage with me. I still hear the ringing!!! Loved our new shirts, we'll have to take them to the cabin.