Happy Fourth Weekend

We had tentative plans to watch fireworks with a group of friends in Riverside Park, but on the morning of the 4th, Jennifer suddenly said, "Let's rent a car and go to a small town." So we did: about an hour away in Ridgefield, Connecticut. We like being city folks most of the time, but it's fun now and then to be small-town folks, the way we grew up.

We spent Friday at Six Flags Hurricane Harbor--along with everyone else in the Tri-State area.

Six Flags shrewdly removed half of the tubes from the Lazy River so they can charge $7 for "personal" tube rentals. So it's now the Slightly Less Lazy River, as everyone has to walk. Hey, we all have revenue goals to meet. 

On the way home we stopped at Target to pick up a few things. Jennifer bought an 18-pack of toilet paper. She's gone for the 12-pack now and then, but this was a new record. I remember going to my grandparents' house as a little kid, opening the bathroom cabinet, seeing every square inch filled with rolls of toilet paper, and thinking, "I will never be like this." Alas....

Today we went to a public pool in the city. The upside? It's free. The downside? You have to stand in line for an hour to get in, and you're not allowed to wear colored T-shirts, as they want to discourage gang activity.

We survived.

No profound lessons learned from the weekend, other than that family is important, jumping in water never gets old, and DQ Blizzards probably have a lot more calories than what you just burned off walking around a Lazy River.