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.
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.
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........
Next we went to "The White House" for our annual get together.
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.
Hope you all had a great HOLIDAY, because we sure did!
xoxoxox
Suzi ~ Daughter of the MAN FROM UNION MILLS!
2 comments:
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
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.
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