Its official Brain, this neighborhood has more fireworks on New Years Eve than all of Disney property! And these are big fireworks! I mean they look like 1.3, if I didn't know better I'd say they were. Fancy stuff with colors and multiple things breaking at once, and cakes with A LOT of product! It sounded like a war zone out there. The cat huddled in bed with us, quaking in fear and literally burying his face in B's arm, hiding his wide, panicky, kitty eyes. It was adorable, but I felt badly for him. He recovered shortly after 2 AM which is when everyone finally settled down and quit making things go BANG.
Hmmmmmm. Texas was looking pretty good, but I'm not sure how much I like this tradition of having drunk people play pyro tech for a night. Last night was really windy. Windy enough that back at Disney they would have been cutting at least the rooftop stuff and maybe more. I kept an eye on our roof and our trees and our dead, crackly lawn. Miraculously nothing and no one burned up. I guess we'll see what happens on July 4th.
My New years resolution?
" Work hard. Play. Enjoy. Be content. "
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