Sunday, July 5, 2009

I don't think "crazy" even begins to cover it.

I love fireworks. I love to watch them and I love to take pictures of them. Unfortunately, I think it'll take me years to become any good 'cause I just don't get to see them often enough to practice. Still, they make me happy.

I had a great holiday. Long, but a lot of fun. Sadly, it started with me getting up at six a.m. to go into work for a couple hours. As soon as I got home it was hurry and change so we can hop on the bikes and roll down to the beach.

The Fourth of July is definitely my husband's holiday. He loves the crowds, the parties, the fireworks... the casual, laid-back mood of the entire day. I let him take me where he will, knowing that come Thanksgiving, he will be sucked into The Crazy that is my family with absolutely no say in the matter whatsoever. (It works for us. Sometimes.)

The beach cities get absolutely freaking nuts on the Fourth. We started in Huntington Beach where we met up with friends and watched some of the parade before having breakfast. From there, we rode down to Newport Beach. And then back again.

You know how I mentioned that last weekend we were on our bikes for FIVE HOURS? Yeah. That was nothing. Yesterday, we were on our bikes for TWELVE.

Okay, not continuously. We stood to watch the parade. We sat when we had breakfast. We stopped at a bar in Newport and sat there while we indulged in one or more adult beverages. (Holiday. Who's counting?)

I never realized there would be such a drastic difference in the two cities during the holiday. I assumed they would be equally insane and chaotic. Huntington had it's fair share of crowds and house parties, sure... but in Newport? Those house parties spilled into the streets everywhere you looked. There were so many people that you couldn't tell where one party ended and the other began.

And the people partying in Newport? Much more willing to take their clothes off on a whim. In Huntington, I'm sure there are a fairly high number of intoxicated people willing to get naked, but you're not as likely to witness those random acts of drunk strangers like you are in Newport.

When The Husband and I finally arrived home, we both fell into bed, exhausted. As I began to drift off to sleep, he looked over, smiled, pet my hair and said, "You did so good, honey."

All I know is he better not have one single objection come Thanksgiving.


  1. Your fireworks photos are amazing! They're prettier than the real thing!When you said you rode down to Newport Beach, I thought you said you "drove" and I thought, oh, good, they didn't do something crazy like ride their bikes all day!Haha! I love that your husband petted your hair and told you do did so good!

  2. LOL you did so good =) That sounds like something my husband would say to me lol.At any rate, spending twelve hours on a bike (which is about eight or nine hours more than I'm willing to spend on a bike) makes you some sort of superhero saint in my book. If the man complains about Thanksgiving, I'm pretty confident that you can shoot him down with laser lightning eyebeams or something. Because if you can spend twelve hours on a bike, you can basically do anything.Like juggle fiery batons. Take over the world. Run a marathon at the speed of light.

  3. I rode bikes with my cousin last week for the first time in 10 years and my butt STILL hurts! Your fireworks pics are GREAT! Mine were kind of sucky this year so instead I decided to put them out of focus on purpose and tried to make some fireworks bokeh. Kinda cool - I'll post later!

  4. Well that was a quick and painless move (painless for me anyway). Love the fireworks photos. Biking for 12 hours? Seeing nekkid party people? You're a better woman than I am.

  5. Love the fireworks pictures! even with the special fireworks setting my camera didn't do nearly as well!

  6. Your fireworks pictures rock! I am so jealous. I was too lame, burned and buzzed to do pictures. Love your new site, domain. I've thought about doing the same thing, but need to find time.

  7. Did Justice tell you what we did? You'll have to come with us next year. We took the boat out on the water and watched from almost right under where they launched the fireworks out in the water. From where we were, we could see the fireworks displays up at San Clemente, as well as a couple inland. It was so beautiful!!!!!

  8. AnonymousJuly 08, 2009

    I love your pictures of the fireworks!! The last time I rode a bike (which was like 5 yrs ago) I had a sore bum for a week! You must have one of those nice and squishy seats. Unlike my rock hard smaller than my butt seat!My 13 year old sister is the same way. I get embarrassed, sad, hurt feeling... her? She lets everything roll off her shoulder and doesn't care what anybody else thinks...amazing!-L

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