RESURRECTED BY FIREWORKS? – Marilyn Armstrong

RESURRECTION VIA FIREWORKS – SOMETHING TO DO WHEN THE WEATHER IS HOT AND IT’S JULY 4th


I know. Another barbecue. Hamburgers. Incinerated hot dogs. Even the salad looks a little wilted. What’s left to do on this withering hot day?

Last year, I decided to have a murder mystery. We made everyone pretend to be dead. I took pictures I wrote a story of murder and detection and in the end, I think the stone frog did it. Watch out for those stoned frogs. They may start with pot, but after that, anything goes.

Maybe that was the year before last? The years keep slipping by.

Maybe this year, someone will bring illegal fireworks from New Hampshire and we can blow someone up then attempt a resurrection using beer and hot dogs with a side of potato salad? If I were making the salad, I’d resent that, but all I’m doing is bringing fresh corn. No matter how inept you are at the whole cooking thing, you can’t ruin a good ear of local corn. At least, I don’t think you can.

Just in case you are wondering what the holiday is about, here it is — the U.S. Constitution in its original (ish) glory

It’s still awfully hot around here. My daily version of canned weather told me it’s going to continue to be tinder dry (I guess they miss the hour of pouring rain last night) and hot. It’s 90 degrees, but it feels like 92.

Really? I’m not sure I’m sensitive enough to ascertain the difference. I think anything over 90 we just call “hot.” The real question is “How muggy is it?”

Counting on resurrection!

I’m hoping for a reduction in the soupy quality of the air. I hope the rain helped a little. Meanwhile, I’m bringing my camera. Maybe I can get everyone to play dead for me. Then I can blow things up to achieve resurrection. Or a few heart attacks and lost thumbs.

Stay tuned. Film at 11. Or 12. If there’s any blood and/or gore, I’ll call it breaking news and put it out there earlier!

54 thoughts on “RESURRECTED BY FIREWORKS? – Marilyn Armstrong

      • My dogs have always been impervious to fireworks and thunder. I occasionally have brought them in just to calm me down. There was a doozie last night. Hugest bolts of lightning I’ve ever seen and close. Thunder like heavenly tanks moving in for the kill. Dogs were fine. I was skittery. Went to bed for protection but kept the drapes open for the display.

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        • Our dogs get a little nervous is the thunder is very close, but none of them get particularly crazy. They sleep through anything that doesn’t actually hit the house. When the thunder was rolling the other night, the only one interested was me. We also have hunters out there and guns don’t bother them either.

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        • Life, we have your thunderboomers right now. Marilyn had to clean up after Bonnie who chose do her “business” in Marilyn’s bathroom. Yes, Marilyn was there. Bonnie didn’t care. None of our furry kids like rain. We’ll have to be vigilant about shushing them out their door, rain or no rain.

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          • Morrie just goes on the deck during rainstorms or even when the grass is wet down below, even thought the deck is wet, too. When they were building the doggie domain, he did his business on the dirt floor there every morning before the workment got there. They hadn’t poured the floor or tiled yet. It was like he was claiming it anew each morning.

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