Today, because I'm reeling from an exhausting weekend (which is partially due to extreme heat--the National Weather Service thermometer in my office confirms temps at 100.2 yesterday), I'm giving you photos from Saturday night at the Hurley Fireworks display. I took these with my new birthaversary present, a camera my husband of eight years bought for me (and my birthday is this week too). That's eight years today, kids. Sometimes we joke it feels more like 800.
I even named them for you.
|God Barf (I hope that's not blasphemy. If it is, we'll call it|
Thor Barf because it just looks like something a god barfed up.
Not in a bad way . . . okay, I'm done here.)