Happy 4th

It's funny (to me), I don't really remember lots of hoopla for the 4th of July when I was young. To me, it was a time when we went to Granny and Peepaw's house for the weekend in the summer, made some homemade ice cream, the cousins all came over and then we went to watch fireworks. We would all sit around under the big tree in the back yard. Sometimes we all climbed up in the tree. Remember those chairs we had back then? Not like the ones today that you have to throw away if they break. They were a metal/aluminum frame that folded up. And they came with those woven strips of multi-colored plastic ribbon material. If it broke, you just bought a roll and re-did the chair. And the home made ice cream makers were different then too. For one thing, I remember the buckets being wooden. We had to all take turns cranking that handle. It made your arm burn inside. I never could turn the big one. Back then, I hated when the adults added some sort of fruit to perfectly good vanilla ice cream. Now, one of my favorites is home made peach. The forth also meant that it was almost time to pick / string beans and other things us kids hated to do. Also, the june bugs were buzzing, cady-dids were starting to sing and we all wished we new one of those lucky families with a pool (I still do!) Good times. I still enjoy this time a year, but its a little more work being the adult / parent. But still fun. At least I have an electric ice cream maker.