You know you love it...Grange 4th of July Parade!

It's that time again.  That time would be the end of June.  For some reason, about this time every year I say...

HOLY CRAP!  You mean it's almost July?  That means it's almost the 4th of July!  I need to score some fireworks!  I need to remind people of the

GRANGE 4TH OF JULY PARADE & FREE HOTDOG EVENT! 

(it's only 1 hotdog per person, but I believe it still needs to be noted as an event)

Want to be in the parade?
Line up for the parade starts at 10 am on B dr S and 81/2 mile road.  

Parade starts at 11 am.

Bring your tractor, pony dog, fancy car, decorated bike, lawn mower, or just yourself.  We're not real picky, we just love a parade!! 

After the Parade there will be hot dogs and soda at Ye Olde Grange Hall.  If you're mapquesting that, it's actually Home Grange Hall.

We'll also have knitters, pony rides, watermelon seed spitting and other glorious fun.

If you want to watch the parade and not join in, park at the Home Grange, bring a chair and watch the action!

Greening the Middle Class...It's Pricey, Yo!

We were in Chicago for a fabulous family summer vacation.  We went to the museums, we took in the sites, we were tempted by big city environmentalism.  It's awesome.  The easy public transit, the recycled and repurposed household goods.  check out scout


But when it come down to it, it's ONE MEEEELLLION $$$$$.

What do you call tree abuse?

Look! the real word for tree abuse!

I want to do better fo the environment, tru dat.  But, shit yo.  When you add green to a project, yo project goes mo' money, mo' money.  It's like Damon Wayans is all up in my home improvements.

Summer RULES

The Pigs had their first day of Church Camp today-aka SUMMER DAY CARE.

We pulled up to get them at 5 and they jumped the fence. Honestly, my non athlectically inclined children, jumped a fence. Apparently there are too many rules.  This ain't a Montessori establishment.  It's not all hippie, peace and love.  This is Church day care.  They have rules. 

Sarcastic Pagan Pig Pile

Also, Pig 1 noted that they yell at the kids to get them to be quiet.  He was all "Really? You yell when you want us to be quiet?  Come, on."  All dead pan, sullen and full of pre teen pig angst.  To fuel the fire, I asked "Did you learn about Jesus today?"

Pig 1 again answered in the sweetest, most sarcastic voice ever..."No, Mother.  We learn about Jeeee-sus on Friday!"

I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.

As for knitting...I am working up a mess of dishcloths.  I have a friend who is buying a house.  What house doesn't need one million inconsistently sized dishcloths?  I can't think of a one.

Here it Goes! Again.

Today was Vicksburg Old Car Festival. No, really.  It's actually,completely, officially called Vicksburg Old Car Festival.  Check the website.  I couldn't have made up such an accurate, yet uninspired name.

I would have named it

Glitter looks GOOD on Unicorns and Cars Festival, 

held annually in Vicksburg.

When we loaded up our cooler, and wagon I had Ok Go! 's song Here it Goes Again in my head. 

This is our 3rd or 4th year selling water during this awesome old car event,  with Cub Scout Pack 251. But sometimes it's hot, or cold, or annoying.  Don't get me wrong.  It's a fundraiser, and it's a good gig, if you can get it.  Plus, walking around, selling water, is the best way to view the old car fest.  It gives you the excuse to yell-WATER! $1! RELATIVELY COOL! FOR SALE!! Yes.  That is what the Pigs YELLED.  

Pig 3 yelled the FOR SALE part.  I tried to tell him it was implied when he said $1 that it was for sale.  We also found out that Pig 2 has incredible gusto, and a well carrying voice for sales, or theatre.  Such projection, such warmth!

We had 32 water bottles to sell.  It took us 2.5 hours to unload our booty.  It probably would have been quicker if we weren't walking around drinking giant mugs of luscious home brew...
Bayou Billy root beer.

Pig 2 is the spitting image of his Grandpa Church

A BIG Pack 251 round of applause style thanks to all of you who supported the scouts today.  We had tons of fun!

Bayou Billy's-I'd buy a franchise

Ben 10 car

Munster house. Yes, we sort of took a "short cut"

Pigs, Kodak=Crap, and Sushi

Pig 1 and Pig 3 had birthdays this week.

Pig 3...

Actually, the day before his bday.  It was too hot to cook.  Remember, our oven is broken?

Pig 1...No photo because, well, you'll see in a minute.

This was also the last week of school for all three Pigs.  Pig 1 had his 5th grade graduation on Monday.  I took photos with my new camera they turned out crappy.  I blamed the camera, not the taker of the photos.  So, to remedy this problem, I got a new new camera.

I used the new new camera on Tuesday when I went to the Koffee Klutch.  Yes!  I really do still knit!  I haven't alienated all my friends due to having a job, and some of them still love me.

Spinsanity really does still love me, she just requested that her awesomeness not be photographed.

look! spinny's spinning wheel

Wednesday was Pig 3's bday.  We had a delightful 100 degree day, and hibachi.  I photographed the joy of Japanese food and air conditioning.

Thursday was Pig 1's bday.  We had a delightful 70 degree day and sushi.  I was unable to photograph the joy of Japanese food and conditioning, because my new new camera was broken.




Like not camera strap broken, but full on lens aperture not opening broken.

I have like 20 photos like this

CURSE YOU KODAK AND RIHANNA!!  Yes, I am cursing Kodak the crappy camera making company and Rihanna the singer.  I may as well curse Sam's club too, because that is where I got said anger.  Clarification:  Anger due to camera and Rhianna.

 

Look!  Cute commercial by Rihanna for Kodak!

Not anger at the corporate culture of evil that is found at Sam's Club. That is anger that I have already suppressed for cheap deals.  Yes, I sold my soul for cheap cheese and wine.  I swear, Jesus also did this. No, really, he got a work visa, came to Michigan, and loves Sam's club.


Maybe Kodak should have spent mo money on the camera, and less on the advertising?  Either way, I spent a lovely 2 days with that Kodak M552.


It was small, it fit in my purse, it had a rechargeable Li ion battery.  In the end, it was a piece of shit.

This is the end of this post. I'm supposed throw in something to tie in the Pigs' bdays.  Or manage to talk about knitting with snot.

My Pigs are older, and I'm knitting washcloths.  Plus, I have $116 from returning the camera.  Shall I buy Pig food and yarn?  Yes, I think I shall.

It's not ridiculous, it's camping

I love to camp.

Pee! Thunderstorm! Landslide! Broken Glasses! RIDICULOUS!!

 Even though most times, something ridiculous happens.

Notice the layers? Camping in April. Ridiculous!

Why no chairs? Ridiculous!

Not camping, still ridiculous!

 

This means ridiculous amounts of fun was had!

even more fun

 The Ogre hates to camp.  Being an Ogre doesn't make camping very enjoyable.  Throughout history, mosquitoes have been drawn to the blood of Ogres.

Even while camping, I represent...ridiculous

 Also, by design, Ogres are freakishly tall.  This makes fitting into standard
 camping gear damn near impossible.

An Ogre in his natural habitat

A SUPER rare photo of an Ogre outdoors

This is why an Ogre is more easily found indoors, rather than outdoors.  Their lack of understanding toward the ridiculous also dampens their humor when it comes to camping.  Plus, Ogres hate getting damp.

This year, THIS YEAR, the Pigs and I are going to go it alone. We will face the ridiculous, and years from now, it will seem like a super fun thing. Because really,s ridiculous disasters make everything more fun.