Nate had Wednesday off last week – a mid-week holiday we certainly didn’t complain about. It was the first real “monsoon” day that we have experienced (yes, that’s a whole season here) so it rained on and off most of the day. We lounged around, went to the gym, and swam in the pool between showers. I botched dinner by not reading the directions beforehand (#1: Brine chicken overnight – fail). ALWAYS READ THE DIRECTIONS. We had ravioli. So very patriotic. We wore our red, white, and blue.
Then, about the time we thought we should go to bed, we got into the car and went downtown to watch the fireworks. It was a good end to a holiday, and a fun way to be out around people!
While the rest of the country was baking, it was only 75 here in Tucson. The best part about this picture? Not my new white sandals, although I’m pretty happy about them (side note: I only had to step on one cactus spike before I decided that the foam flip-flops from Old Navy were not going to cut it. Solid soles for me.). Also not the super awesome fake tile in our kitchen. No, the best part is that after almost NEVER wearing shorts, especially outside the house, I have been in shorts since the day I got here. I LOVE my jeans, and this is the first opportunity I’ve had to wear them! I was super excited. And it turned out to be a good thing, too. Because in Tucson, there is very little grass. So instead of a nice grassy hill to sit on to watch the fireworks, we sat on gravel.
Mmmmmm comfy. Even with jeans on I had gravel imprinted in my backside by the time the fireworks were over.
It was a fun adventure and I’m glad we ventured out of our apartment to partake in a community event!