Happy 4th of July – Be You

Main picture credit to pbgrc.com.

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Yesterday we went to our neighbor’s house across the street. If you recall I mentioned that they built this beautiful oasis in their backyard and well we haven’t been over for at least a year or so. They are a very casual, chilled family, they have a daughter in college and a son in high school. They really do not do much, they keep to themselves and well their parties are usually only a certain time, like from 2-6. I only say that because when we do parties or events, we usually start around 4 and go late into the night. Not that it is a big deal, but this is one of the opportunities where I can chat with someone. (First and foremost, sorry for the picture editing, I was not really thinking about how to get rid of the people in the picture).

Pool and Jacuzzi at the top

Throughout the post, you’ll see pictures of their backyard. They have a pool with a volleyball net, jacuzzi, they have a place to play cornhole, and to the side, they build a putting area that transforms into a batting cage. They have a built-in grill and griddle, fridge, a place to sit, and outdoor television – it is nice.

Sitting Area with a TV and the grill, griddle in the background, with a fridge.

So, we were tasked to make potato salad, and my wife decided to take drinks for the kids, called Jaritos, which is a Mexica drink that comes in many different flavors. The host will be making chicken thighs, or burgers and brats. The neighbors to their right will be bringing their famous salad, and a big piece of meat, tri-tip I believe, to share with everyone.

Corn hole and sunbathing area

We came back from the party at 8:40PM. and well they ended up making Turkey burgers and brats. They had broccoli salad and we had our potato salad. For dessert, they had brownies and some kind of ice cream pie, which was ok. The brownies were amazing, but I think I am loyal to chocolate.

Putting area that convert to a batting cage

It was nice to get together with real live people, have adult conversations, laughed and of course, reminisce a little about how things were before the pandemic. We talked about the shootings, the gas price, the economy, and how difficult it is to find people to work. It was interesting to hear everyone’s thoughts about everything that was going on and no one got upset or offended, it was nice.

Picture credit to zazzle.com.

I know that in Chicago Illinois they had an incident and my heart goes out to the families, friends, and community. As for everyone else, I hope your fourth was full of laughter, love, and good vibes. With that, I leave you with this thought, “You didn’t come this far to only come this far. – Cynthia Chmra (Pinterest).”

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Strange but true, I was born in San Salvador, as an abroad US citizen. It sounds strange, but you see, my mother was 5 months pregnant and happen to be visiting San Salvador. She slipped and fell in a pool and well, I was born. I am a twin, but unfortunately, he did not make and I did. My mother’s side of the family happens to be well of, and I had the opportunity to live a nice life early in my childhood. You know, private school, servant, nice home, and vacations. Things change when my mother decided to follow my father to the United States and well, that is where my story begins. I started a blog a while back, but life sort of hit and I left it behind, but now as I am a bit older, I decided I needed an avenue to share my experiences with others, while at the same time allowing me to open up and talk like I am on someone’s couch, I guess you could say. This blog will be more like an open book, created by experiences that I have had throughout my life. Experiences that many could relate to and what I did or how I handled it, you know after the fact. You never know there just might be a piece of information, idea, an option that someone could use and it would help them through the experience. Just remember these are my experiences, things I have been through, work through, and lived through – it does not mean I am right, but it does not mean I am wrong – it is simply an experience.

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