Writer's Block: That’s My Family!
Jul. 28th, 2010 02:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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It was the Fourth of July one year. I was on a major "let's get the family healthy!" kick, and had been working hard to get people to quit smoking—or at least cut back—for the sake of the huge chunk of the family that has asthma. We were outside setting off our fireworks, when an uncle lit up one of the vilest smelling cigars I'd ever smelled. It wouldn't have been so bad if he wasn't right next to my cousin, who has enough problems when it's just HOT out, without smoke or allergens. So I told him to please put it out.
He said it wouldn't take all that long, since it was a cigar and those are hard to smoke in one sitting. So he knocks the last bit of the end off and puts it out.
Unfortunately it lands in our fireworks.
We had just enough time for everyone to pick our favorite expletive and then make a rush for the inside of the house. But it was pretty.
It was proof that no July 4 season in my family is complete without some kind of explosion.
The following year a different uncle managed to make a charcoal grill explode. The tradition continues…
It was the Fourth of July one year. I was on a major "let's get the family healthy!" kick, and had been working hard to get people to quit smoking—or at least cut back—for the sake of the huge chunk of the family that has asthma. We were outside setting off our fireworks, when an uncle lit up one of the vilest smelling cigars I'd ever smelled. It wouldn't have been so bad if he wasn't right next to my cousin, who has enough problems when it's just HOT out, without smoke or allergens. So I told him to please put it out.
He said it wouldn't take all that long, since it was a cigar and those are hard to smoke in one sitting. So he knocks the last bit of the end off and puts it out.
Unfortunately it lands in our fireworks.
We had just enough time for everyone to pick our favorite expletive and then make a rush for the inside of the house. But it was pretty.
It was proof that no July 4 season in my family is complete without some kind of explosion.
The following year a different uncle managed to make a charcoal grill explode. The tradition continues…
