As always, we are getting together at the big house for the festivities...
My brother and his have already landed...
My sister and hers won't be here till the day of.
Burgers, hot dogs, and this year, via my sister, genuine Portabellos ribs, straight from Chicago... Might even still be hot. Tater salad, all kinds of sides, watermelon, and the whole nine yards.
And fireworks after dark. We're the biggest show on the west side of the valley.
I'm bringing crab salad, chili, corn bread, and a dirt cake for the kids.
Gonna be a high old time, as always - The best wingding we throw all year...
But I have to be home before the fireworks actually start, because Chewy will lose his mind.