.: 4TH OF JULY

Phenomenal Woman
by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size. But when I start to tell them, they think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips, the stride of my step, the curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal Woman, that's me. I walk into a room just as cool as you please, and to a man, the fellows stand or fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, a hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, and the flash of my teeth, the swing in my waist, and the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal Woman, that's me.

Men themselves have wondered what they see in me. They try so much but they can't touch my inner mystery. When I try to show them they say they still can't see. I say, It's in the arch of my back, the sun of my smile, the ride of my breasts, the grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal Woman, that's me.

Now you understand just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing it ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels, the bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, the need of my care, 'cause I'm a woman Phenomenally.
Phenomenal Woman, that's me.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

4TH OF JULY

We went to a neighborhood bbq with my SIL Andi. Great food, great conversation and great fireworks! Let's just say that they took a trip to "acquire" some "good" fireworks, and leave it at that!

There is Logan, in a front row seat, all safe and situated.

Within a few minutes Logan ditches the chair so he can get a little closer, and move out of the way when things get a little too scary for him. Notice Silas in the corner, he's jumping around, hootin' and hollerin' and enjoying himself immensely.

Logan admiring one of the "acquired" explosions.

Silas says, "Whuts dis baw mom?" I tell him that the little ball is actually a bomb, and he should be very careful because when we light it, it goes KKKKAAAAAABBOOOOOM!!!!

AAAAAHHHHH!!! He's mesmerized, he's hypnotized. This is proof, that it is a natural born reaction for man-child to the idea of destruction and explosion.

Logan writing his name with a sparkler, and trying not to get too close.

Silas is bundled up in there sleeping.

It was quite an exciting night, and everyone slept well. Happy 4th of July!

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