Parktacular

After 5 years of living in St. Louis Park, we finally we able to catch some of the festivities of the annual St. Louis Park "Parktacular". While Nate was really volleying for the Waffle breakfast at the local VFW, we agreed that the parade would be most definitely the most entertaining. Plus, there was serious promise of candy.

In SLP, parades don't kick-off with a Fire Engine. No, they kick-off with America. Flags on motorcycles. Yes plural.

My worst nightmare quickly came true as the family we were positioned strategically close enough that "people would throw candy at us, yet far enough way it wouldn't seem like I was literally stealing candy from babies", started to get attacked by ants, so they moved RIGHT next to us. AND to top it all off, for some reason every single float that was throwing candy wasn't actually throwing it.

They were handing it out. Person by person. Or should I say kid by kid. Because all the adults got were some flyers on rescuing dogs and some stiff handshakes by politicians whose names I couldn't remember even with this photo.

So unfair.

But all was not lost, as I felt right back at home with my small town roots, when I saw this random tuba-playing parademan....

...Girls who are 'queens' of something even more ridiculous than Viroqua's Wild West Days...

.....and the future demise of our marriage. Nate says he might just join this 'fan club' when he is done with school.

Next year, I think we'll try the waffle breakfast.

Or borrow someone's kids...you know so they can really experience everything parktacular has to offer while giving me a stipend of free parade candy.