My favorite memory is of New Years, back when I was 12 or 13. We used to gather at my granddad's pond and shoot off fireworks with music blaring, aunts and uncles and cousins. :) It was crowded and noisy and bright and I LOVED IT.
But that year everyone was going in separate directions. Had to be here, or go there and we weren't getting together. I was SO disappointed. SO glum. I had a friend over, and she fell asleep before 10, so I was all alone watching the New Years special with Dick Clark, because my parents were asleep, too. LOL I was on the verge of tears.
Then, about 15 minutes till midnight, someone knocked on the door. My friend didn't wake up at all. I was so freaked I woke mom up and made her answer the door. It was my favorite uncle with a truck full of fireworks! He couldn't stand to see me so down, and he had bought fireworks for us to shoot off! Mom went back to bed, my friend was blissfully unaware on the couch, and we went into the front yard and shot off fireworks for an hour and a half! That was the best surprise ever. :)
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on 2007-12-12 10:58 pm (UTC)But that year everyone was going in separate directions. Had to be here, or go there and we weren't getting together. I was SO disappointed. SO glum. I had a friend over, and she fell asleep before 10, so I was all alone watching the New Years special with Dick Clark, because my parents were asleep, too. LOL I was on the verge of tears.
Then, about 15 minutes till midnight, someone knocked on the door. My friend didn't wake up at all. I was so freaked I woke mom up and made her answer the door. It was my favorite uncle with a truck full of fireworks! He couldn't stand to see me so down, and he had bought fireworks for us to shoot off! Mom went back to bed, my friend was blissfully unaware on the couch, and we went into the front yard and shot off fireworks for an hour and a half! That was the best surprise ever. :)