Happy 4th of July

We attended the 4th of July parade in Burleson Texas.  The only reason I went is because Trevor was marching in the parade.  So, here we go.

I drop Trevor and the sousaphone off at the middle school.  I find a sweet spot with plenty of parking and lots of road frontage.  I let Angie know where I am located.  She was running a little late.  So I expected her to come down one of the side streets.  I WAS so WRONG.  That bitch is driving her little red car down the parade route.  A motorcycle cop starts pursuing her, lights on sirens blaring.  She passes me.  I don't know how she could miss me, I was dressed in pink and swinging my arms like a monkey, but she did.  Drove right by me with a motorcycle policeman chasing her in slow pursuit.

After we all got situated, in chairs and the dog, Dazy supplied with water, the parade began.  It was a slow parade 9 fire trucks, and 17 grand marshals. I brought the Allen Patterson bullhorn.  The grand marshals were all in separate cars marked grand marshal.  I got on the bullhorn, you all cannot be grand marshals!!  An old man from car number 3 yelled at me: "Grand Marshals are all purple heart veterans."  Well shit.  Thank you for your service.  Damn.

As mentioned previously, we brought Dazy.  She weighs on the heavy side of 125.  She is great Pyrenees mixed with Australian Shepard. She is a show stopper.  The Mayor of Burleson got off of his float to pet her.  A float of young children went by us, saw the dog, they all gasped at the same time and simultaneously threw candy at Angie and I.  I mean, they pelted us.  Dazy had a lollipop stuck in her tail through the rest of the parade.

We did our thing which consists of making snide remarks and allowed people to pet the dog. When Trevor's band went by us, we were loud and proud.

As long as Trevor is in band, I will attend the parade.

Yeah, we wore matching shirts.