Today you will wake up in an ordinary bed, in an ordinary home to the smell of ordinary coffee. Your ordinary dog will probably have chewed on the ordinary paper, unless you have an ordinary cat instead, who is warming in the ordinary sunshine coming through a rather ordinary window. You will eat an ordinary breakfast, and ordinary lunch, preceding an ordinary nap.
If you have ordinary kids, call Guinness Book, because I have never met one. But they are probably going to ride their ordinary bike, or ordinary skateboard or play some ordinary Wii while you prepare an ordinary barbecue and ordinary sides before your ordinary family comes over, unless they ordinarily won't. You will have an ordinary day, with ordinary watermelon seeds spitting out your ordinary mouth, before ordinary fireworks explode across the ordinary skyline.
At the end of your ordinary day you will lay in your ordinary bed with your ordinary husband, or ordinary wife, your ordinary lover, and do what ordinarily you would do, then get some ordinary sleep on ordinary pillows and have ordinary dreams...bought with the lives of some ordinary people who did some extraordinary things to give us that freedom.
Happy Independence Day!