It's My Place: Weekend Festivities

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Weekend Festivities

The World's Busiest Airbase had it's annual July 4th fest this past weekend, complete with overpriced rides and games, beer, bratwurst, foods fried beyond recognition, and pony rides.

We didn't go on Friday because I had to work and the festivities started at noon. I can't remember what we did on Saturday (probably went to the commissary). Sunday afternoon, I gave P some clothes to put on so we could go to the fest. While she was getting dressed in the living room, I heard her singing. When I finished getting dressed, I returned to the living room, and this was the scene of the crime:

Me: Hey, why are your pajama bottoms on the light?
P: I was getting dressed, and they fell up there.
Me: How did they fall up there? How were you dancing?
P: I was dancing like the Dancing Grandma *scroll down for pics in link* on your computer.
Me: Oh...
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Monday, while at the fest (again), this time to see the fireworks, I spotted this poor kid (the one in the box):

Apparently, someone's kid was the mascot for his parent's club or squadron, which was selling chicken sandwiches. He wore that box the ENTIRE 5+ hours we were there. Did you notice that the box said they have 'Low Carb' available? What's that, a chicken sandwich, minus the bread?

I hope he got at least a couple of chicken sandwiches out of the deal.
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Earlier today, I was talking to a friend who had the day off, and mentioned that P was really tired this morning because we stayed for the fireworks last night. She offered to pick P up from daycare and let her sleep the afternoon away at her house...what a GREAT friend, to spend her afternoon off with my tired baby, so I can continue to pick cotton for Uncle LeRoy!!!!
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Can someone PLEASE send me the July issue of Essence magazine??? For some strange reason, they still have the June issue for sale on base, and DO NOT tell me to go off base and buy it...AIN'T gonna happen. It does not exist outside of the base.
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If you want a postcard from Greece, let me know!

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