Saturday, September 02, 2006
Apparently $ 10K can buy a lot of fireworks
I also warned her that some local yahoo/millionaire's brother was having a birthday, and apparently, they thought the whole neighborhood needed to know about it by purchasing $ 10,000 worth of fireworks for the celebration. So she had fair warning.
While we were watching the hometown heroes getting their behinds whooped by the national champion of their division three out of five years, the fireworks starting making their way over the treeline.
While they looked right pretty from where we were sitting, we knew that these things would be shaking the windows at the house, and more than likely keeping the kids awake. The older two I wasn't worried about at all as they have had their fair share of house shaking. It was the Monkey that I was concerned about.
So I called ... and sure enough ... the Monkey is out and awake.
On a different note, Queen and I handed out food at a local food pantry's drive in our church's parking lot this morning.
I am sure that organization could have found a good way to put that $ 10,000 to use.
posted by Knitting Maniac at 10:01 PM
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.
The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.
The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.
The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.
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3 Comments:
It's bizarre the way money is spent so randomly. Sometimes I feel that it's all Monopoly money to some people: easily earned, easily lost.
The average price point of houses in our town is now around 1.4 million. Million! It's ridiculous; are people planning on taking their houses to heaven? Or wherever else they'll be in the next life?
Good points and questions, Belezza. We don't have prices that high, but the more affluent areas are starting to outnumber the not-so-affluent.
Material possessions is what it is all about, I suppose.
Great post. I think the same thing when we watch the fireworks around here. I mean, we really enjoy the fact that others entertain us those nights, but I wonder about the thousands of dollars spent.
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