Happy Birthday America!

Yes, I missed a day. But only because I was actually hanging out with friends and having a life. So at least there's a legitimate reason.

First off, happy Fourth of July! And happy birthday America! I hope that everyone had a great day and that nobody has any firework accidents. And such.

I know I said that I did stuff yesterday, but that's only kind of true. I misled you. But I did end up on Skype for a few hours with some guys from Florida with Rachael. That was pretty entertaining. Also, everyone I meet ever is mean to me. I must radiate mean things even when I don't say them. Awkward.

Today, we got up and went to IHOP. I got French toast. It was wonderfully delicious. And I got caffeine. Which was good for my friends who have to deal with me.

Then we went to the lake. On the hour long ride there, we blasted music and sang to people in other cars. People love when they look over and see a truck with three girls in it singing to them. It makes their whole entire day. So we did that. Then we got to the lake, and we floated around and swam and did lake things until food was ready. And then we ate super amazing steak and potato salad, along with fruit and corn on the cob.

THEN WE WENT TUBING. YAY TUBING. Except for this time, I wore a lot of sunscreen and we wore elbow pads. IT WAS SO MUCH BETTER. Except I ended up with missing skin on my chin from hitting the thing with my face. Oops. Oh well.

Now we're exhausted, and just laying around trying to figure out what to do tonight.

Also, I realize there is no photo. Or clever alliteration title. Or quote. That's because this is a special, different, and unique blog post. In honor of the Fourth. Because I can, that's why.

Have a nice night.

'Merica.