like an American

Belated 4th of July post because it is my absolute favorite day and I spent it in beautiful nature with the most beautiful people I know. We listened to classic rock and Lana Del Rey, we let the sun envelop our bodies, we let our lips become blood red with sugar from snow cones. We lived loud and proud.

My favorite beauties

Small town parades full of pride and salt water taffy. Picking the taffy off the street while its still gooey in its wrapper makes it taste all the sweeter.

Aftermath of a very victorious and refreshing water war. AKA the best part of the parade.

We rock red lips like nobody else. Nobody else at all. 

We also rock dancing to incredibly perfect cover bands better than anyone else. This cover band comes complete with lead singer cloaked in only the tightest white pants in the world and a vest with an American flag print. Their standing engagement at the Kaysville, Utah July 4th party is the stuff of dreams. So is our dancing when you take into account that the other dancers are either well below 11 or well above 50. We look astounding.

And of course, des feu d'artifice. 

America is dancing like no one is watching, but knowing that if they are that you look sexy and strong and free. My hair is whipping across my face and my whole orgasmic body is moving with the sound pressing against every curve of me. America is late night talks at Denny's with your best friends about your fears and your dreams and knowing that they will listen and will always be there for you and hug you close like warm summer nights. 

Happy 4th, everyone. I felt young and dope and proud, like an American.

Tell Me I'm Your National Anthem

The 4th is my favorite holiday by far. (Someone link me back to this post at Christmas but.... I'm pretty positive it's my favorite.) I like being outside, I love my family and friends, I love fried food. FIREWORKS. WATER FIGHTS! It's all good. And there isn't that pressure that seems to tag along with Christmas like the tag you forgot to remove from your father's Christmas present. I just love it. 

This was my song of the day: 

Lana is always my song of the day.

This was my day: 

Small hometown parade with the best friends.

"Niki show me your Merica face!"
Favorite picture of the day 

Ron Swanson Van

Our parade ends with the best water war ever.
We were soaked and happy. 

100% the world's best corn dog. And snow cone.
OM NOM NOM

Niki and I went to the park to have a little relaxation in the sun.

It was the best part of the day. Nice and sun kissed.

We went to the fair by our old High School and bought these
awesome cuffs! Only $5 each! And very suited to our personalities.

They had a cover band who kicked ass. And we danced.
We cried. We laughed. We were the only people dancing who weren't 8.

A good day!

Then I got home after sitting in traffic for eight years. 

I filled my bath and my sun soaked body slipped into the silky, stinging water. My skin, kissed lightly by the sun was bitten by the hot warter. It wasn't unfomfortable. It honestly made me feel... settled. It was such an amazing day. The sting on my skin felt like tiny fireworks of accomplishment and joy. It mean that I spent my entire day outside, my favorite kind of day. I spent my day with family and friends. And my favorite holiday. Sure, the sun hangover and the fried food hangover got me later that night, and is carrying on today, but yesterday was beyond perfect.

I hope your holiday was just as lovely.

Hump Day Jams

Doesn't everyone just love the Fourth of July? It's definitely one of my absolute favorite holidays. I love the heat, the sun soaked sidewalks, the fireworks, the friends. It's all amazing. I loved it when I rode on the city council float with my daddy, and I love it now laying back and watching the fireworks with my best friends.

Dang it, I just love America. And Lana del Rey, who also loves America. This song is so sweet and lovely and I get what she means by her descriptions and wanting an American boy. American boys are different. I love them. One or two in particular.

HAPPY MURICA DAY TOMORROW!

Your skin so golden brown,

Be young, be dope, be proud,

Like an American.

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