Twas The Night Before Independence Day- A Fourth Of July Love Story.

It's 1:30 AM (do you notice these days how I keep mentioning what time it is? Of course you don't- no one ever reads more than one article of mine before they learn better. Well, for you newbie's, or fresh bait, I do...have been. I've been an insomniac lately. The difference is, tonight I'm a reluctant one.). Not even my most die hard friends from NYC are still up at this hour; it's 4:30 there, and the ones who I used to party 'after hours' with are all long dead. Too many late nights, you see. But a half hour ago I was dead asleep and planned to stay that way till morning. That is, until that little bundle of barbed wire that I lovingly call my wife woke me up.