Happy Independence day! A little late, I know, but I was busy watching contraband fireworks, setting off Mentos bombs, singing patriotic songs, eating apple pie...all that jazz. (yes I seriously just used that phrase) We aren't supposed to set off fireworks because we live in a dry, fire-hazard zone, but how can you have Fourth of July without fireworks? Every year some killjoy down the street calls the fire department on us, but not this year! What luck.
Can you guess who I am?
Good ol'Rosie the Riveter.
I didn't plan this out, but I happened to be wearing my Grandma's old work-man-like shirt and I thought I looked like Rosie. Wearing my dad's handkerchief, I know it's blue and not red...
God Bless America
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