Baby, you're a firework.

Last night was the annual Utah Summer Games Opening Ceremonies.
Dan sold tickets with me and we had fun laughing, getting cotton candy, and trying not to get rained on.
That's right, it rained on our parade... er, well, kind of, the athletes marched. Does that count as a parade?
Either way, it rained.
But then it stopped and we got done selling tickets and we found my sisters and we listened to the band and we watched the fireworks while dancing to the music.
And then we kissed.
And I saw fireworks. Oh yeah! ;)
It was magical.