Susan took her spiked coffee and stood on the main street in her town to watch the local St. Paddy's Day parade.

There were bag pipers, cancer survivors, policemen on bicycles, green spray painted dogs, live bands on flatbeds, twirlers, girl scouts, boy scouts, teenagers with britches falling  beneath their bums, Irish dancers, multiple redheaded girls, firemen, zombies, a priest blessing the crowd, award winning cheerleaders, classic cars, youngsters driving tractors, a drunk guy who fell down and couldn't get back up and a town full of people happy to be out in the sun with their families.

Susan ran into her son and two of his friends travelling on their own and observed him to be just as well behaved on the street as he is at home.


Dawn in D.C. said...

I missed the DC St. Paddy's Day parade. This because it was a week before St. Patrick's Day! What's up with that?

The Zadge said...

You mention "spiked coffee" like it's a special occasion thing.

Meg at the Members Lounge said...

I agree spiked coffee isn't just for a parade.