There's an old joke: How many countries have a Fourth of July? Answer: All of them.
As far as I know though, only the U. S. A. celebrates it, given that it's the country's Independence Day.
Tomorrow I will going over to my daughter's since it's a holiday. Friday, I spent the day driving 88 miles across two states to purchase fireworks. I told my daughter I'd bring some and I wanted to go to the source. I came home with probably more than is necessary, but we'll likely shoot them off anyway.
Tuesday, I'll take much the same drive as I'm taking the whole week off, and I've decided to visit the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. My eagerness was dampened a bit yesterday when I learned that the White House occupant is planning on visiting Cleveland on Wednesday. That will make a horrible hash of traffic, so I will do my best to avoid being anywhere near events that will create bottlenecks and stagecraft.
Today however, is Sunday as usual. After a night of thunderboomers, the rain has mostly moved out of the area, but it's supposed to be cloudy all day. Only one church service this morning, so I'll go, then I'll gas up my car, grab some lunch and settle in for my usual day of reading, watching baseball, playing my guitar and staying cool and dry.
Happy Sunday, and happy Fourth of July!