Happy Birthday America!!!
Is it a problem that I get more excited for our nation’s birthday than my own? Maybe my zest for anything and everything America comes from my redneck roots and/or the fact that I went to American High School where everything was red, white, and blue and our mascot was the American Eagle. And I have more patriotic garb than Miss America.
One of my patients the other night told me I looked very ‘star spangled’ in my patriotic scrubs and accessories. Perhaps it was a passive aggressive way at telling me I looked ridiculous but I took it as a compliment.
Who doesn’t love to partake in a little traditional BBQing and firework watching to celebrate our nation’s independence? So party like it’s 1776…you know, minus the racial discord and war and stuff.