Does This Mean I Am Old?

Ah yes it has reached that time of year again. The time of year when our Independence is celebrated and our neighbors forget how to respect those living around them. Now don't get me wrong I enjoy the occasional bottle rocket, smoke bomb, etc. Not a problem. What I do have a problem with is the launching of mortar shells over my house and a grand finale at midnight that scares the living shit out of my sleeping 1 year old. A neighborhood with closely packed houses is not the venue for a mini Red White and Boom display. Silly me, I thought situations like this would disappear once we relocated. That's enough ranting for now but I am sure I will be peeved all week.