You'd Think it was the Fourth of July

Here is a picture of my friend's daughter wrasslin' a stick away from a dog.

I went into today, not really having any idea what I'd do. I knew Stinky was going with her dad at some point, and that was it. It turned out to be a really fun day, it just felt like I lived three very different lives that didn't really have much to do with each other.

I woke up to my first life as a mom and spent some time talking to Stinky. I ran my seven mile route and was surprised how nice and breezy it was outside this morning. For lunch, Stinky and I picked up some food and ate outside at our little patio table (which is actually a driveway table, since we don't have a patio) until Stinky announced that she was full and too hot and asked if it was okay for her to go inside and get on the computer. I have to give her credit for humoring me for a little while anyway. Her dad picked her up around three and that's when I started my second life.

My second life was more like a flashback. I went out to the farm where I lived for a brief time and watched some bands play and hung out with old friends. Now that we're all getting older, there were a lot more kids and dogs running around than there used to be. At one point, my friend B. said, "Wow. I keep looking around and having weird flashbacks from years gone by." It kind of felt like that to me too, except there wasn't a mud wrestling pit, or half as many drunk people and the music wasn't as loud. It was more like Fourth of July lite.

In the evening I went to live in Mr. Dateman world for a few hours. We listened to music and then stood on his deck and watched fireworks from about six different towns. It was really cool, and the best part was that we didn't have to get stuck in traffic.

Now my holiday must end so I can get ready for work tomorrow. Wah.