I haven't been to a fireworks show in years...which is a bit sad, but whatever. It's mostly a matter of I don't feel like going out and waiting, and then having to fight my way back home through a line of cars. I did hear some fireworks from my apartment last night, though. I'm sure my cat did too, given the way his tail was looking. :')
The only thing I've done on the 4th in recent years - and what I did yesterday - is go to a barbecue that people I know put together every year in a nearby park. And for once, I brought a dessert that was actually almost finished! Seems silly to be excited about that at all, but usually people skip over what I bring (guess they tend to be boring compared to some of the desserts other people bring).
Other than that I don't really think much about the day. It just means going out for some grilled food and desserts, maybe watching some of the kids play with water balloons (they were vicious this year with them dear god), or the adults play volleyball, and then eventually going home and sleeping off what I ate.
Although I wouldn't mind being able to watch fireworks easily.