Anyhow, we've been busy like little bees here. The kids had the production of their play, and now they're world famous in Jewish Houston. Random strangers tell them what a great job they did, and suddenly parents and grandparents of my students realize why I look so familiar.
Yesterday was Houston's Art Car Parade, the country's oldest and largest. Two hundred and fifty THOUSAND people were expected to show up, and I'm pretty sure I handed out a KPFT 90.1 program guide to 249,000 of those people. So that's why my lips are sunburned and I practically got sunstroke.
It's worth it though, because the art car parade is like Christmas to me. Did you ever know anyone who said, "No matter what, I can never be sad on Christmas."? I know someone who says that, and it's true. No matter what kind of PURE HELL she happens to be living through during any particular year, Christmas day makes her truly happy.
A couple things do that for me, like seeing my gal sing or dance or hearing my boy scold the cat for getting near his miniature Torah. And the Art Car parade. I'm always happy at the art car parade. Here's a couple pictures:
Here's a woman painting the words, "Art Horse" onto a police horse:
The-Guy (who knows a song about a chicken, as opposed to the guy whose car is a giant chicken) and I had this conversation with the owner of the chicken car: Me - "Do you have to get it inspected?"In other news, the Older Gal is hoping to become a binge drinker like me, so next up I have pictures of our cabinets and refrigerator, showing what an awesome job we're doing around here helping her to aspire to her goals.
Chicken-Car-Guy - "No. I just get tickets."
Me - "But you have a license plate on there."
Chicken-Car-Guy - "Yeah, I take it off my other car and put it on there."
The-Guy - "Do you have it insured?"
Chicken-Car-Guy - "Yes, but I have it insured as a Toyota truck, not as a giant chicken."
Meanwhile I'm off to collect on what I'm sure will be a plethora of mother's day gifts and a day of pampering...or something. Happy Mother's Day!
Happy Mother's Day!
ReplyDeleteSunburned Jewish teacher!
A giant chicken!
THE PROPHECY IS COMING TRUE!!!
Hey, Happy Mother's Day! Hope you got a bucketload of gifts!
ReplyDeleteAin't it though SJ?!? I'm just kidding - I don't even know what that means...I am really, really sunburned though.
ReplyDeleteThanks A Free Man!! I had a very nice Mother's Day!
We were at a bar Saturday night on Main and saw some kind of dragon car on a trailer heading home. I'm pretty sad we missed it!
ReplyDeleteThat parade looks like something else! I adore that chicken car. Reminds me of a sculpture a friend has in her garden.
ReplyDeleteHope your Mother's Day gifts included sunscreen!!!!!
Hope you had a great mom's day!
ReplyDeleteThose cars are amazing! The chicken car is especially nice and must have been very exciting for The-Guy!
Happy Belated Mother's Day to you Jill!
ReplyDeleteThose cars are awesome; love the huge chicken!!!
And the line "ceaselessly critisize your every move"... yeah, too true.
Do they frown upon painting horses?
ReplyDeleteKristine - You probably saw the end (?) of the night parade!!!! It was supposed to start maybe at the Meridian or something. We were going to go, but I think we all had heat exhaustion.
ReplyDeleteArizaphale & Janet - It is a good one isn't it? And thanks for the mother's day wishes!
Thank you Maureen! And yes, unfortunately too true on the criticism. Only my gal has offered it up though. So far my boy has better things to do than critique my every move. I'm hoping that it's a gender thing and not an age thing that he hits at teenagerhood.
Alf - I'd have thought maybe the police WOULD frown upon having their horses painted, which is why I needed a picture. :-)
Maybe I'll paint my car that way once I'm done with it. For effect.
ReplyDeleteRicardo - Yeah, I'm still waiting for a car to paint to fall into my lap. The thing is, I can't decorate the car I drive every day, because, y'know...some days it would be too much to drum up the energy to talk to people. Then you'd have to take a more subtle car to work.
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