You've all been there. Dogs barking. Internet's down. Kicking the town freaks out of your backyard. They're there because hot damn, wommin', we's havin' us a parade and they think that means I want them on my property.
I remember the first year we lived here. Oh, you'd think the village would warn us that they were going to have all the floats for the parade lined up down our street, so we'd be hemmed in for hours and could expect to have unsupervised kids running on our property, parents threatening lawsuits if they tripped and broke their bloody nose on a sidewalk that they never should have been on in the first place.
Did I mention I hate parade day?
And I don't like it any better, even now that Kevin's in the damn thing.
Parade day is bad enough, but then, the internet goes down?
Dear GOD people, I was starting to have the shakes!
But now that it's up again, I can tell you all that Killer Year is really starting to come together, we're hoping to launch the group blog next week, and Jason Pinter's doing a fantastic job.
Now that I've said that, I'm going to go get my broom and chase kids off my lawn.