Unusual Day Before Independence Day
Went over my aunts on July 3rd to celebrate Independence day over there. Early obviously as Independence Day is on the 4th. Anyways, 1am in the morning my friends called me and we were up talking about random things until 3am. Woke up at 10am, not willingly, to go to my other aunt’s house and from there we’d ride to my aunt’s house. Hope that wasn’t confusing lol.
We got to my first aunt’s house, her husband wasn’t ready. So after a little while of chasing the cat around their house and making sure the dog stayed in the basement, we decided to ride to the grocery store to get some food to take over my 2nd aunt’s house. We get to the grocery store and they go overboard buying sides of food that I knew wasn’t necessary for our small (5 but supposed to be 7 of us). Once we got there back to the house, my aunt’s husband was ready to leave. Right when we were about to leave, the dog got out and started hopping/running all over the place. The dog is a beautiful Boxer and it’s a puppy still learning. My aunt’s husband started playing with the dog and showing us the tricks he can do, which annoyed my aunt cause we were already late! He eventually took the dog in. We got lost on the ride there and it was great because others not driving where being backseat drivers lol.
Once we got there, we did the usual, sit around and talk. My 2nd aunt, the house where we gathered to celebrate, got poison ivy and is healing well. She told the story about how the doctor misdiagnose her and how she thought she had shingles but when on vaca in San Fransico, blah, blah, blah, anyways, she also showed us the poison ivy in her yard and how she has to get it removed yada, yada, yada. Actually, the story was more interesting I just don’t want the post to be longer. Then my uncle couldn’t come because his wife was in the hospital for something. So, it turned out to be only 5 of us there which was another reason why so much food was unecessary. Then they started talking about “lady issues“. I know I’m immature, but I don’t wanna hear about those things, I don’t have to go through any of those issues because I’m really not human ahem, *codevilugh* so I rarely care to hear or talk about it.
Eventually, we decided to leave and go for a walk. I was TOTALLY hoping we’d go for a walk in the park, see some nature on the trail. Since my mom and aunts like looking at gardens and houses, and my mom and 1st aunt is set on moving, we had to go walk in a nice neighborhood at houses. We walk through the neighborhood and I’m just walking behind them as they talk about decorating and stuff. I was content though, got some exercise. Then my 1st aunt and mom had to use the restroom. Apparently Arbys didn’t have one so we drove back to the house and then left out again to walk a different neighborhood. Got out the car and my mom slams the door on my 1st aunt’s finger. We took her to urgent car, to me it was rather unnecessary but smashed finger but whatever. We had fun, my 2nd aunt called my uncle, grandma and husband to tell the story about her finger and every time it was hilarious. She’s like yeah, she [my mom] smashed her [my aunt's] finger in the door. Her finger was stuck for a while cause I had to unlock the door so she could get her finger out. THEN, I had to find something to wrap her finger in, cause I wasn’t using my good scarf. After 5 min I found a new shopping bag to wrap her finger in and now we here at urgent care. Everyone she tells the story to on the phone starts laughing.
We spent most the time in there. We took cell phone pictures of my aunt’s bandaged finger to send to grandparents and family lol. Then, I try to make it better by saying at least we are together celebrating independence day and be thankful you’re in a country with a good health care system and urgent care centers. Yeah, that didn’t work, especially after what I said 5 minutes later. My aunts and mom are obviously sisters so they were teasing my mom blaming my aunt’s finger on her. I was like, well, who in the world puts their hand inbetween the door area when you know car doors are being slammed. Then my 2nd aunt jokingly said, it’s not the time, lets wait til a few hours from now to mention this. We were in there for a hour she even got an x-ray on the damn finger. Then she comes out and say that she has to go the emergency room to stop the bleeding. We talked her out of it. First, she only smashed her finger in the door the bleeding will eventually stop!
In the car my 2nd aunt said I should go to grad school & get a job in California rather than Florida with the “old people and hicks” (her words) granted though, my grandparents do live in Florida though our family isn’t from there.. She said something about free love, sun, fun, and you’re either rich or poor but at least you’ll be ok poor out there lol. I get where she’s coming from and whenever I think of Cali, I do think of the 70s free love thing, which I love.
We eventually got back to my 2nd aunt’s house where we ate dinner and had desert. Yeah, and all that food we got before at the grocery market, didn’t get touched and we ended up taking it home for leftovers that technically weren’t leftovers as the container of mac & cheese, salad and others weren’t opened. All in all, it was a great, fun, interesting day. We laughed a lot and were together. I love being around my family more than anyone else and that’s what makes me happy.









Urgent care for a smashed finger in the door?? Not necessary if you ask me. Back in my day you’d get a smashed finger and whether broken or not you’d suck it up lol.
As long as you was with the family, that’s all that matters. So what are you doing today besides watching tennis?
I agree, even when I got my finger smashed and the whole finger nail had to come off, I didn’t go to the doctors, I just dealt with it and everything was ok! I went out shopping a little, we ate some food, right now since I’m doing nothing, I’m catching up on blogs that I usually visit and were watching comedy central. And later on there will be music and fireworks, I dont care for fireworks, but I love music
That’s the great thing about preparing more food than needed: leftovers!
These leftovers were good since we hardly touched the food. But in other cases, I’m not a fan of leftovers especially if I have to eat them the next day!
Call me nuts, but I especially love the leftover BBQ that’s a little burnt around the edges! Ummm, yummy!
You’re nuts
Life is so cruel sometimes. It seems that all the best stuff causes cancer.
well at least you’ll die happy