I went to school on the fourth of July for the very first time in my life today.
I also didn't watch/use fireworks for probably the first time on a fourth of July.
I didn't even see an American flag!
Nor did I hear any of those uber patriotic slightly red-necky country tunes (a la God Bless the USA or whatever that song's called).

Buuuuuut, I'm okay with it. In fact, I didn't realize any of this until just now, and it's 11:27pm. Oh well.

Happy Birthday, America!