I realize this may be an unpopular opinion. Especially around the Fourth of July when it seems like every blessed moment there’s another excuse for lighting things up.
July 1st – Hey! It’s July! Let’s get some sparklers and cook out!
July 3rd – Hey! It’s the night before the 4th! Let’s kick this thing off right!
July 5th – Hey! Where’d we put all those extra firecrackers? There’s no point in leaving them sitting around all year, get the lighter!
I really really freaking hate fireworks.
Top 10 Reasons I Hate Fireworks Every Single Day of the Year
1. Fireworks happen at night, and to get to night you have to make it through dusk, but to get through dusk you have to suffer through hundreds of mosquitoes feasting on your hot sweaty skin. Blech.
2. Fireworks happen outside, and “outside” has an remarkable lack of comfortable seating. Spread a blanket on the hard lumpy ground? No, thank you. Your best option is a big old camping chair but after two hours of waiting-waiting-waiting nothing is comfortable, not even that oversized canvas behemoth with a cup holder.
3. Has anyone else noticed how freaking loud fireworks are? They’re loud. Like, super loud. Loud enough to make me flinch. Why would I want to sit through that again?
4. Then there was the year a piece of smoldering pyrotechnic material floated out of the sky and landed on me. omg, that’s it, I’M OUT.
5. That lack of natural light (see “night,” #1) demands a flashlight, and what’s drawn to light in the dark? That’s right. Bugs. Flying bugs. Flying bugs that smack me about the face while I screech like a little girl.
6. Watching your kid run down the sidewalk with a flaming stick in their hand freaks me out. There. I said it.
7. We’ve got a dog scarred by trauma. Now before you say one word about overprotective pet owners all I can say is this – if you can watch a dog cower in fear, tail tucked, twitching nervously every time a bang goes off outside without feeling sympathy then you clearly have a hard, black piece of coal where your heart should be.
8. Noise pollution. Hello.
9. Also, air pollution. Hello.
10. At the risk of sounding Scrooge-ish, every single fireworks event I’ve attended is three hours of my life I’ll never get back. Making arrangements, traveling to the venue, finding good seats, killing time until the fireworks, enduring the sticky hot weather, watching 250 explosions that are basically the same thing over and over again, packing up the blankets/chairs/what have you, plus heading back home…well, I figure I’ve lost about 6,840 minutes to the fireworks industry as it is. I’m calling it a day.
Riddle from the Middle 
I’m good with the organized professional fireworks the town sponsors. What I don’t like is every jackass in town who thinks they can do the town one better with a bag of illegal fireworks his cousin brought him from (insert southern state of choice).
The town fireworks are scheduled. That means we can prepare for the dog. The Jacki can’t tell time, can’t tell dark and can’t calendar at all.
The noise is a big issue for me because it aggravates a hearing problem I had last year and brings it back for a little while.
Bugs are always an issue…always.
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We don’t live close enough to town anymore to have to worry about the official fireworks but I remember how awful those nights were. Have you found something that works? I never was able to prepare the dog, it didn’t matter how much notice I had.
Fun fact about our area of this southern state: about mid-June giant Fireworks tents pop up in every shopping mall parking lot with a corner to spare. We were driving by one last month when T-man asked “Mom? I thought fireworks were illegal?” Yep, they sure are, son. They sure are.
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We wrap Maddie in her ThunderShirt and put her in her crate. If we don’t, she will rearrange the furniture to get under a folded gate-leg table (which is like a wooden crate). She sleeps, but not well, and she’s a mess today. She wants to go out, but she’s afraid once she gets there, to the point that she doesn’t pee 😦
We have places selling “legal” fireworks, but that’s not what’s being set off in our small neighborhood of closely spaced houses.
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