So last Thursday was the 4th of July, which happens to be one of my favorite non-major holidays. I'm not really sure why that's the case because most people know my aversion to heat and sweating. However, there's something about patriotism, fireworks and the Belton parade that make it one of my fav times of the summer.
And because my dad scoped out the perfect (aka shady) spot for parade watching years ago, the whole sweating thing isn't unbearable.
So we sipped iced Starbucks lattes, munched on whatever we wanted (because it's a holiday - obviously!) and watched the very long and festive parade.
So...
...much...
...fun.
And this absolutely CRACKED ME UP.
You know there were horses. I mean, y'all, it was a PARADE.
Clearly the need to dress for holiday occasions runs in the genes, friends.
Later that evening - after Tonto and I saw "The Lone Ranger," which is an AMAZING flick - we headed downtown for some music, fireworks and to hang out with some friends.
We saw some folks that we hadn't seen in years, hung out with the girls and visited with some of their friends, and got ready for the fireworks show.
Said fireworks show had some technical glitches but, at the end of the day, there were still fireworks. And it was free so how can you complain? :-)
And, yes, there was an obligatory photo.
Clearly it was a very full and festive Fourth!
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