March to the Beat: Homegirl's First Parade
You know when you see things on television and you think, "Does this just happen in a sitcom or a movie?"
That's what I think about when I hear about neighborhood parades. Truly. It's not the ONLY thing I see and say that ... but it's one of those things I didn't know really existed. They do and as curious as they are, I love them.
Who.Am.I?
We participated in a neighborhood parade on July 4th - where people wore plaid,
it was B.Y.O.I. (bring your own instrument) and we marched IN the parade
behind a man and a slide whistle.
A.Slide.Whistle.
I freaking LOVE this place. It was amazing. I wore
black; of course so one might say I'm fitting RIGHT in over here.
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