Have you ever noticed that no one sets off fireworks on your birthday? They don’t on mine either.
And more fireworks.
And rain. Lots and lots of rain. At least in our neck of the woods.
Which will make the aforementioned festivities much less festive.
Or at least soggier.
Now, just because the forecasters are predicting rain does not necessarily mean rain will arrive. Weather forecasters are notoriously good at being wrong. And still keeping their jobs.
Also, this is Southwest Ohio. So when they say “rain” they might very well mean sleet. Or tornadoes. Or purple unicorns.
Personally, I’d be in favor of unicorns, purple or otherwise.
Regardless of the weather (or lack thereof), my hope is that our country continues to thrive and provide freedom for many, many, many years.
Happy Fourth of July, Kiddo.