Flag Day
When preparing for Flag Day I forgot that I would be traveling. So I ended up hanging my freshly minted 18th century flags on my parents house instead, viz
Pictured left is a Betsy Ross 13 star and a Gadsden "Don't Tread on Me" right (it was too reflective even for photoshop to rescue).
Father's Day
Father's day was actually celebrated on Flag Day (Saturday) with a father/son golf tournament. and I played on the son end with filling his role. The format was novel: each team is comprised of one son and one father. Both team members hit a drive and then pick the best ball. After that they alternate shots between father and son (so if you pick the son's drive the father hits next). Fathers with multiple sons are s-c-r-e-w-e-d because the old men end up playing twice+ as much as the youths due to the format. It is technically a tournament and not just for-fun so some of the best fathers in the father/son teams ask their extra sons to stay home so they can focus on winning. Thankfully my family doesn't fall into that category. But didn't mind that two extra sons were out of town for the event [neither did my mother who quite likes it when my father doesn't induce a heart attack trying to play 72 holes in six hours].The 19th hole was a full family affair with free beer (birch and otherwise) plus brauts, burgers, and chicken on a giant grill. No one complained that daughters weren't included (more than a few of which can beat my ass at golf - even from the same tees). At the local level people do what seems sensible - misogyny and misandry be damned (if you only know what one of those words mean you are part of the problem).
Fourth of July
Ahh, the joyous 'splodey bits. Here is the fallout from the 4th of July a few years ago
That was $200 worth of crap. In more recent years stronger stuff has become legal and our budget has become much larger. This year we will be sporting a k-buck of legal stuff plus some items only available from Pedro*. If we do damage to ourselves no one should care - my friends and I are soon to escape breeding age. On the other hand feel free to envy us for the things we do do.
* If you don't get it you have never driven I-95 near South Carolina. For hundreds of miles the only billboards advertise "Pedro's South of the Border."