I had a great 4th of July. This is Mr. Mellow. I have been seeing him for almost three months now. He is exactly what it sounds like: mellow, easy going, laid back, quick to laugh and mature. A grown up. It is amazing how many non-grown ups I have interacted with over the years and I didn't even realize it. He is my exact opposite in many ways. All the ways that I'm high strung, nervous, and anxious he is calm, relaxed and philosophical. It is a good match for me. I'm working hard not to mess it up. It is amazing the number of ways I have sabotaged things in the past. I recognize them now when they start welling up in me and I have to bat them down. Even now, writing this I feel like I'm jinxing it by mentioning him in public, but that is a trust issue on my part that I need to work on.
Ok, enough with the philosophy. This is a 4th of July rewind. I was heading down south (Mr. Mellow lives about an hour south of me) for the day. I decided I wanted to contribute a festive food to our celebrations. I looked at several different things but Mr. Mellow eats way healthier than I do so I was avoiding things like pies and cakes full of whip cream that seem to be 4th of July fare. I ran across strawberries dipped in white chocolate and then tipped with blue sprinkles that were so pretty, but I'm not a fan of white chocolate. I decided to do them in semi-sweet chocolate and have the sprinkles bring the festive colors. I am so proud of myself because as you know I am not a cook. Thankfully I have tried dipping strawberries before and did a horrible job of it (pro tip kids: strawberries need to be dry or the chocolate seizes) so I knew what not to do this time. The strawberries were a hit, they were easy to do and now I'm thinking of all the other holidays where I could do them with just a change of colored sugar.
Once I arrived down south we hung out a bit, watched some TV and had the traditional 4th of July meal of baked salmon with teriyaki rice (told you!). Then we went over to his brother's house and went swimming. After swimming we crashed the neighborhood block party for a few minutes and then left to get ready for our fireworks adventure.
We were going to try to go to Kemah to see the fireworks. Everyone that we mentioned that to would look at us like we were crazy. Too much traffic, too many people, too difficult. We showered, stopped by the grocery store to get some junk food (special occassion for him, every day for me) and headed towards Kemah. This is where my anxiety ramped up because I was not in control of the situation. Even when I am in control I get anxious and up tight, so leaving it to someone else to figure out is not easy for me. It's a good thing for me to experience not being in control. I've had to do for myself for so long that it will take some time for me to get used to it but Mr. Mellow pulled it off perfectly. We went past Kemah, over to the Seabrook side and parked in a lot across the water from the boardwalk. We sat in chairs in the back of his truck, ate our junk food, talked about our families and had a perfect view of the fireworks. Once the show was over we watched the boats come in while traffic cleared and watched some video on his PSP. Time flew by and about an hour after we headed out with ease.
All in all a wonderful day.