
We had a few people over on the fourth of July for grilled meat and illegal fireworks. Friends of ours picked up the fireworks in Ventura County, where they're not illegal, and brought them back to us. They were the lamest, mildest fireworks ever (nothing like the M-80s my brothers used to get in Mexico) but we're so old and cowardly that we had the garden hose AND a bucket of water all ready to go whenever someone lit a fuse. We repeated the joke "'Light fuse and stand there' -- wait, no -- that's not right -- 'light fuse and run!'" over and over again, and it never got old.
Mary helped make the cupcakes but took a few breaks in between to destroy a few handfulls of paper cocktail umbrellas.
This was Baby J.'s first party. He was an angel, for the most part. I love this picture ...
I found some red sugar and some blue food coloring in the pantry and did my best to decorate the cupcakes in an appropriately patriotic way, given my non-existent cake decorating skills. Upon reflection I decided that "U.S.A. A-OK" was a little jingoistic, so I tried to soften the message with the peace symbol (Peace is Patriotic!). Bill pointed out later that I'd actually drawn the logo for Mercedes-Benz, which isn't the same thing at all.



