Almost Too Much Fun....
I’m still tired from all the fun, travel and excitement. I cannot explain to you how much fun the pride parade was. There were folks on Beale Street who were there specifically for Pride. There were folks who were from out of town and surprised to see us, and then the locals who were enjoying the beautiful weather by hanging out on Beale. We began the parade route with my firm intention to be queenly- wave and smile. The response we got was so fabulous that I found myself WILDLY waving and grinning from ear to ear, and occasionally shouting HI to the folks in the crowd. NOT VERY QUEENLY!!! At the end of the route, when I had been assured that I could not keep the carriage OR the horse, I got out and headed back up Beale on the sidewalk with hubby. He was stopping to take photos, so I lost him repeatedly. I had almost made it back up to 2nd street when our Catholic group started around the corner.
My intent was to dump my hat and jacket and walk with the group. Unfortunately my ‘hustling’ back up the street was too much, and instead I chose the last empty seat in our group convertible. So, if you are looking at pride pics, you might notice me having so much fun that I ‘did it again’. Oh, hubby noticed me as he was taking photos…and I was riding by… in the convertible. That will teach him to keep up!
After the parade we went back to the park to finish the afternoon visiting with folks, sharing potluck invitations and sharing stories. Even folks who are ‘catholic skittish’ seemed to be at ease once the conversation began. And, about 5:30 we took down the tent and packed up the boxes to be ready for the next event…or Pride 2012, whichever comes first.
Getting home, meant finishing the cake for the grandchild, and I was done with the ‘army cake’ and soccer cupcakes by 9. (Again, not my best work, but LOVED by the child.) We were packed up the next morning and on the road before 8am. The birthday celebration included visiting, lunch, a pickup soccer game (Nanny and Pop’s gift was a full size soccer goal) and of course CAKE and ice cream. We were back on the road at 3, and crashed before 8. LONG LONG WEEKEND!!!
Next chance I get to post, I’ll tell you about my new interaction with the USCCB! There’s always something going on….



