Monday, January 26, 2009

Pirate Parade

We journeyed over to Tampa this weekend for the Annual Gasparilla Children's Parade! My Uncle and Aunt live within walking distance of the parade route and have a party every year for the kids. We had a great time. The kids had a blast playing in the bounce house and then walking down to the parade to catch the ever so coveted bead necklaces! As we drove home from the festivities that night with a bunch of worn out semi crankpots, we marveled at the irony of it all:

50-55 minutes driving (one way) with 8 people crammed into an SUV filled with strollers, food and entertainment for the "long" trip ...cost: $55 (food, gas & parking fee)

Standing in a mass mob, filled with pushy people out to steal your booty(which is probably only worth a nickle) that has left welts on your face where the boyscout standing a mere 2 feet away from you, has hurled it at a record land speed of 60mph; for slightly over 3 1/2 hours...cost: $weekly podiatry appointments to save your blistered and bunioned feet in hopes of not losing a limb.

Navigating your way through the massive residential streets in which we must fold in the side mirrors in order to avoid the cars parked on both sides of the road only to find our way to a restaurant that serves something other than chicken mcnuggets and doesn't require an overnight long wait to get in...cost: $150 (food + professional hair coloring to erase the effects of premature aging)

Waking up the next day to go to church dressed in our "Sunday Best" with remnants of painted on mustaches/beards/scars, that, shy of sandblasting our poor young children's faces, refuse to wash away not to mention the welts from those sparkly weapons of mass destruction ...PRICELESS!


Anonymous said...

That was such a cool video and I don't know where you got the music from but I applaud you. It was great and the Kiddo's are so cute. Shiver-me-Tembers. It makes me proud of the swabbies.

Captain Hook; aka: Poppa

Anonymous said...

At last, the kids are starting to look like Grandpa.