Take Me Back Tuesday (245/366)

TIME: 1 Sept 2008 - 10:07 am
PLACE: S 2nd & W Garfield St
SUBJECT: Window

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12 years ago, on this date, HH, the kids and I walked in the Labor Day parade with his union.

This was something we did this for several years as a family.

While we were lined up, waiting for the parade to start, I took this photo of an old building that was on the corner.  

The old factory building is no longer there; it was torn down years ago.

TIME: 1 Sept 2008 - 11:00 am
PLACE: Hough Park
SUBJECT: DramaQueen, StellaDella & Monkeyboy

HH's union was always at the beginning of the parade, so we would be the first group at the park where the parade ended and there were rides and food.

The kids loved it because they never had to wait in long lines for the rides. 

DQ was almost 11, MB was 9 and SD was 4 - they were so little!

School Picnic (138/365)

“I once asked my father for a dollar for the school picnic. He told me how he once killed a grizzly bear with his loose-leaf notebook.”
―Bill Cosby

TIME:  10:10AM – 12:56 PM
PLACE:  Park
SUBJECT:  School district picnic


The annual parade and school picnic was today.


This is my 11th year and I have sunk to sitting at a table under a pavilion.
I established a base camp, while my youngest child ran around, spending an ungodly amount of money on carnival rides, food and beverages.

Seat holder and personal ATM.
That’s me.


One good thing.
I had the perfect spot to take this picture of them on the slide without having to move from my seat.

Homecoming (208/365)

TIME:  6:53 PM
PLACE:  Troy Homecoming
SUBJECT:  Merry Mixer Sign

I, DramaQueen and StellaDella walked in the Troy Homecoming parade, throwing out safety suckers for my work.  At the finish, we met up with my sister, niece and nephew.  The kids wanted to stay and ride a couple of the rides.  First up, the 41-year-old Merry Mixer, because I care not for my children’s safety. 


TIME:  6:53 PM

DramaQueen rode with cousin David.


TIME:  7:08 PM

They rode the swings, then we stood in line for the Ferris Wheel.  DQ purchased a funnel cake and we ate it while we were waiting.

TIME: 7:099 PM
(Instagram photo)

Powdered sugar or illegal drugs?

TIME:  7:31 PM

After a bit, the two girls made it on the wheel.

TIME:  7:36 PM
(Instagram photo)

Can’t sleep, caterpillar will eat me.
(None of the kids rode the creepy caterpillar.)

Cliff Hanger (136/365)

“Cliff Hanger, hanging from a cliff, and that’s why he's called Cliff Hanger!…Can't -- hold -- on -- much -- longer!"

Cliff Hanger, “Between The Lions.” PBS series-WGBH Boston and Sirius Thinking. LTD.

TIME:  1:41 PM
PLACE:  City park
SUBJECT:  DramaQueen and friends on Cliff Hanger ride

Today was the annual public school parade and picnic – it was feeling more like October (low 60’s) but we had sunshine - Yayaya!
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The logistics of this day for me were extremely ugly – I had to drop off MonkeyBoy at the Jr. High at 8 am for the band; come home and take StellaDella to school; drive to the picnic area; park the car; walk to the beginning of the parade route so I could walk the parade with SD; walk the parade; drive back to the Jr. High with SD to pick up MB as the band was bussed back there after the parade (DQ remained at the picnic with friends); return again to the picnic with MB & SD – wait in many long lines for rides; stalk DQ and her friends; text her occasionally to irritate her even more; spend entirely too much money on food ($24 for 2 orders of fries, one chicken on a stick and a jumbo hot dog? – insane!!!!); return home; find out MB’s baseball game is cancelled because of field conditions, therefore he can make Boy Scouts; drive MB to Boy Scout meeting; stay with MB as Scouts require adults to supervise as they take down flags from light poles on Main Street; walk Main Street (about 10 blocks up and back again) with Scouts as they take down flags; drive MB and 3 other Scouts back to the school to finish their regular meeting; return to the school at 8:30pm to collect MB; pick up a Blizzard ice cream from McDonalds (because I needed it!) and finally return home for the night.  Stick a fork in me, I’m done.