our fantastic, fabulous, firework-y fourth

It's not often you get two Saturdays in one week. Well, technically one was a Wednesday, but what a welcome mid-week break! We gluttonously celebrated our freedom to sleep in and watch TV.

We hadn't planned on a Fourth of July TV marathon, but the History Channel broadcast all 13 parts of a series called The Revolution. It immediately sucked us in. If you ever get a chance to watch it, I highly recommend it. We barely tore ourselves away long enough to get the last of our Buy One Get One Free Jamba Juices (Thanks Brittno!)

By the time we left our house to go see the legendary Seattle fireworks, we were feeling deeply grateful for our country and its founding fathers (and mothers!). The Star Spangled Banner hadn't hit its second note to kick off the fireworks show before I lost it. This country is amazing.

So are the fireworks in Seattle. There are two major shows here: one over Elliot Bay on the Puget Sound

and the other at Gas Works Park on Lake Union. We chose to attend the show at Lake Union . It was incredible--the biggest fireworks I've ever seen, set to music. Kelly really enjoyed the show, but he's seen more fireworks in his life than I have. I felt like an awe-struck little kid. It was magical. One hundred percent worth the crazies, the crowds and the 5 miles we walked round-trip to get there.