I'm going to a block party for my little corner of my neighborhood. Maybe playing tennis (Again).
I wish I was doing what I always did at my old house (One of the few things I miss about it). Going swimming with my next-door neighbors in my backyard pool, having noodlewars with my friend Alex (He'd always win), playing with my friend's younger siblings, who were like my own, cooking burgers/hotdogs in one of the backyards, didn't matter which, then sitting round with the adults drinking beers, us kids drinking cokes, the adults always on the deck, the kids sometimes on the deck, others on the swings, on the slide, or on the trampoline, as our dads would set off fireworks about 20 feet away from us.
Well, anything's better than last 4th. My dad and I had to fly to Philidelphia and drive out to the middle of nowhere because my grandma was in the hospital. About a week after we moved into the house we live in now. My mom and brother went to the block party.