I'm thrilled to report that I had another funtastic weekend, this time at home, which was a great follow up to last weekend's blogger extravaganza.
Every year I go home to Wisconsin for 4th of July but this year was extra special because it was also my dad's 60th birthday.
But before the birthday celebration today, dad and I still made time to head out to the neighborhood I grew up in for the annual 4th of July parade on Friday. And let me tell you, this parade is huge. People are very serious and territorial about marking spots for the parade and people will be packed in five rows deep to get their parade on. And of course when this happens, there is fun people watching in abundance. People in Wisconsin definitely love their 4th of July parades. Happy Birthday America.
Wisconsin parade fashion
The only downside is that the neighborhood parade starts at 9 a.m., which means we have to leave at 8:20 a.m. to make it over to the other side of town, park and get to a spot in time. Every year, my wake-up call for the parade goes the same way around 7:45 a.m.:
Dad (bangs on the door): Jess, it's time to get up
Me (sleepily): Five minutes please
Dad (five minutes later - bangs on the door again): I'm serious Jess we have to get going
Me: Getting up now *actually still lying in bed*
Dad (impatient): NOW Jess, come on
Me (angry): FINE I'm getting up! Get off my back
Don't worry, we're talking again by the time we're sitting at the parade, me unshowered and with zero make up on outside of SPF.
Well this year the weather was amazing here so there was an even larger crowd than usual at the parade and below are some photos that I thought you might all enjoy, including kazoos bands and camels, yes that's right, camels.
The famous local kazoo band
New addition this year: a camel
The only thing missing this time was a float from the Nature's Outpost store, which last year threw plums instead of candy into the crowd. It was a nice change of pace, until we realized the kids on the float were throwing the plums like baseballs. I had to duck and hide from one, to which my dad replied, "hey can you stop hiding and go get that plum over there, I love plums." Keeping me safe, that's what dads are for.
As I mentioned at the beginning of this post, today is my dad's 60th birthday. I know he doesn't read this blog (thank god) but I still want to wish him a very happy birthday. I love you dad.
Also, please no judgement on this picture, it was taken after baking in the sun for three hours.
His gift this year is the iPhone (hey 60 is a big birthday) but I also made him a video on Lulu's iPhoto program to the following song from Loudon Wainright. Seriously, I cried while making it because the song fit so perfectly. Good daughter = me.