After dinner, the neighbors took us to the curbside firework vendor and we bought $14 worth of REAL fireworks for New Year's Eve.
Now I have lived in California, San Diego, the East County my ENTIRE life. I was raised on sparklers. The closest I ever got to a home job was when my uncle would light off a firework he brought from Las Vegas. It usually consisted of us kids sitting back 30 feet to watch him light ONE.
Well I happy to report that between T.$ and Special K, we've got an arsenal of potential emergency room sending fireworks. We even scoped out the place we'll light them all off. It's going to be awesome!