Red, White, and Blue is such a perfect color combination.
It’s one of my favorite holidays to decorate for and one of my favorite times to celebrate.
I just love the backyard barbecues, the s’mores, the fireworks, and the summer sun.
Although there are tons of gorgeous Fourth of July decorations on the market, I like to take the cheap route and hit up Target’s Dollar Spot, Michaels’ dollar section, and after-holiday sale racks to get new goodies for my home.
I’ve found that these low-priced, budget-conscious home decor items look just as good as the fancy stuff from the specialty stores and can be reused for Memorial Day, too.
So I wanted to share a few of my newest finds for a very patriotic mini home tour.
I also want to give a little shout out to my very best friend in the world, Ginni.
Today is her birthday and she’s soaking up the sun in her new hometown somewhere out in the middle of nowhere of the southern tip of Florida.
Ginni and I always spent the 4th of July together when we were kids.
For as long as I can remember, our families would load up together and head to the local fireworks show.
When my brother, Brad, was born and diagnosed with cerebral palsy, my family usually stayed home because he couldn’t handle the loud booms and claps of the show. So I’d tag along with Ginni’s family instead.
We would take my dad’s old video camera and put on a big show.
(We were big fans of making movies back then…and now…and probably when we’re 80, too.)
We’d pretend to be news anchors hyping up the evening’s festivities.
We’d document the trip to the park and share the weather forecast.
We’d walk around the campus for a guided video tour.
We’d have commercial breaks and pretend to be fireworks salesladies with funny accents.
And we’d record the entire fireworks show.
With commentaries, obligatory ooh’s and ahh’s, and maybe a song and joke or two.
When the show was over, we’d giggle in the backseat of her parents’ minivan about how awesome our movie was.
And we’d shoot one final goodbye as we wished our “viewers” a happy and safe 4th.
And we’d vow that next year’s movie was going to be even cooler.
We’d start planning it immediately.
But the best part of all was arriving at my house, video tape in hand, to Brad, who stayed up way past his bedtime with more excitement than Christmas Eve.
I’d pop the video in the VCR.
He’d see our news show and our commercials and our commentaries and our silly songs and jokes.
And he’d watch the whole fireworks show on mute.
And he’d squeal with joy and smile ear to ear.
Ginni and I were so proud of our movie-making skills.
But looking back, it’s not the crazy-awesome film director talent that makes us proud anymore.
It’s the look on Brad’s face, knowing that he never had to miss out on the fun.
We brought the fun to him.
Dangit Ginni, I hope you’re happy.
You made me tear up a little with my sappy Fourth of July nostalgia.
Hope you enjoy your stinkin’ birthday.
What are some of your fondest childhood 4th of July memories? I’d love to hear about them, and I’d love to share some of them on social media! Leave a comment below.