
Pittsadelphia








Well, not really. This year we wanted to try something different for vacation. We had a few mandatories...must be drivable distance from Philadelphia where we won't try to slit our wrists due to the drive, must be able to take Val (meaning pet friendly), must be a cooler place because Julie doesn't enjoy the heat, and must have activities we enjoy (hiking, biking, water activities, cocktails throughout the day, etc.). After much investigation and procrastination, we rented a house in in Lake Sebago, Maine (Ward's Cove to be exact).




I grew up going to Hilton Head every year. I think we started going there when I was 2. We would all jump in the car and drive the 12 hours to get there every year. We met life long friends there, I met my first summer boyfriend there, I believe I learned how to swim there, it's where my friend (Stephanie) and I made our first radio commercial which launched me into my love of advertising, and lastly where I decided to take Brian on our first vacation.
Our friend Tom is a volunteer firefighter - he is someone important because he gets to wear the white hat. We embarrassed him by jumping in line to grab a shot with our Edgehill hero.
Our neighbor, Thomas, also joined us on the parade route for his first 4th of July. He made it through the bag pipes, horns, and drums without any tears.
And in 4th of July tradition, I got my pedicure and had them decorated in the festive holiday colors. 
Quigs, Tom, and Jean came over after the parade for eats, drinks, games, and s'mores.
Brian and his good friend Quigs.
Val's good friend, Homer, also made it over for the holiday.
Tom lighting bottle rockets. Our own fireman couldn't resist.
Then we got the big guns and lit off a few big fireworks - see below. 