Home for the Fourth

​     In the past 12 years, this was only the second time I have ever been home for the Fourth of July. Normally, we we are always up at Lake Powell with the family, but our trip is a little later this year, so I got to stay home and celebrate with my best friends:) As much fun as it is to celebrate at the lake with my family, this was probably the best Fourth of July yet.
​     So, I'm actually moving out in a little less than six weeks and the thought of living alone (without my mom) has kind of been freaking me out; at least until recently. Yesterday helped put my mind to ease a little bit.

     Pretty much everyone in Arizona decided to go to California for the fourth, and I don't blame them. You know when you're cooking something, and you open the oven to take it out, and all of the hot air comes out and gets in your face? Well, that's what it feels like when you open the front door. Basically, it's one of the worst experiences ever. So, instead of going to California like everyone else, DJ and I decided to just stay home and have a BBQ pool party type thing.
     DJ and I made dinner and invited our friends over to come party with us (all of our friends that were in this state at least). Let me just say, after looking at our BBQ, you would never guess a couple teenagers threw it all together. It was actually lots of fun, and it made me realize that I actually might be okay living on my own. Besides, my mom is only going to be 30 miles away.
     We ate, swam, then went and climbed on top of a church building to watch the fireworks all over the city. When all the fireworks were over, DJ started a fire and we made s'mores. Fun fact: making s'mores when it's 100 degrees outside is extremely messy and everything will melt. It's still fun to do though:)