Fourth of July

I am so unmotivated these days it's pathetic.
I am only now getting around to posting about the fourth of July for that very reason. Okay, so the fourth of July was towards the end of the Gallo Family Reunion (my mom's side) and was a total blast. The only down side was driving to Corona everyday, but the company and laughs made up for it 10 fold.
  The morning of the Fourth, we packed up the kids, chairs and our giant canopy (the baby can't be in the sun) and drove down in time for the parade down Main street. It's a total tradition. Neither Brian or I care much at all for parades, but my dad loves them, the kids love them and my dad LOVES watching our kids faces at them. We do too. It's hard not to. Kids just make cheesy things fun. Anyway, this year it was especially fun since two of my Aunts, my cousin Jake and three of my four siblings were still down.

These ladies just crack me up!!

Aunt Marla

Aunt Gwen



Jonathan and Nicole



After the parade, we went back to my parents for games, food, laughing and more games. My parents took my Aunt Gwen to the airport and when they came home, we started up the Bar-B-Que. After a good meal, we headed out to the Juice it Up patio area to watch the fireworks. The kids LOVE fireworks and it's the first they've seen of them all Summer. To our surprise, even Daylon loved the fireworks. Last year, he sort of missed the fourth of July (being in a coma and all) so this was a lot like his first fourth.

I still think the Fourth of July is one of my favorite holidays. God bless America!

The jellybean game

Fourth of July weekend was the "Gallo Family Reunion" (my mom's side). We have a disgusting game that we play whenever we all get together. It's pretty funny to play, my tummy can never handle it well. Basically, we play "Knock" aka "31" with a few slight changes. If you knock and you are the lowest at the table, you eat two jellybeans. If you're just the lowest at the table, then you eat one jellybean. So I know what you're thinking...What kind of punishment is eating a jellybean, right? Well, these jellybeans aren't just any jellybeans. They're a equally mixed jelly belly beans and Harry Potter jelly bellies. The Harry Potter beans have lovely flavors like vomit, boogers, dog food, soap, pencil shavings, rotten eggs and moldy cheese--just to name a FEW!!  I have to admit that it is pretty enjoyable to watch someone reach in and blindly grab out a jellybean and then watch their facial expression to see if it was cherry or centipede. I enjoyed taking pictures all week by pictures are some of the funniest (in my opinion, anyway) of the reunion.  Believe it or not, there were 15 or so of us playing, but it seemed like the same few people kept having to eat beans! Enjoy!

He blew dog food in her face

She threw up after this picture

That would be me trying not to vomit while eating rotten egg. Yup. Good times.

"PEACH!"

T.G.I.F.

 Like most wives, I can say that my husbands driving makes me nervous at times. To be honest though, he's either getting better and maturing with age or I'm getting used to it, because he rarely scares me. In the last eight years that I've known him, Brian has not had a single moving violation or accident. Not too shabby, right?
    
Tuesday- he backed into an illegally parked car trying to avoid my brother's illegally parked car. Go figure. Oh, and it was in my beautiful van! (sniff, sniff) :) It had to happen eventually, so whatchagonna do?

Wednesday came and went on and everything was peach keen.

Thursday you ask? Well, he decided to top himself and rear end a PORSCHE on the way to work. The good news? No one was hurt. The better news (totally kidding) is that we can FINALLY get a new car. I've been begging Brian for an upgrade (it's his car) for the last several years but he wanted to drive that old clunker until it stopped. Boo! That thing is as ugly as they get. I'll I'm asking is for a car that has been made in the last 15 years. ;)

Thursday night, on his way home from Walmart he was pulled over in the van and given a ticket for having a broken head light. Luckily, he was at Walmart to buy a new head light so it was written up as a warning.

What a week!

Good-bye Wawanesa. We will miss your ultra affordable insurance rates.