The fourth of July is tomorrow! I made you something red, white, and …. Pretzel. Hey, close enough. I feel like in my old age, the fourth has become another one of those holidays like New Years or Halloween where I feel like I should have plans. I just feel kind of lazy when it actually comes to making and following through on those plans. Maybe it is because the stress of making plans outweighs the amount of fun you have on that holiday. I might be the only one that feels that way though. When I was younger, I loved the Fourth! My brothers and I would play in the pool all day. Nick would create a huge wave pool (he was the best wave maker) and Zack and I would climb aboard a raft and dare to make it through the rapids Nick had made. It was very treacherous and usually didn’t go on for very long because my dad would get mad that half the water from the pool would spill over the sides. After pool time was over we would hustle to eat whatever my dad had grilled and whatever amazing side dishes my mom had …

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