St. Pat's Parade

Well, It wasn't much of a parade - but it's ours. Our town's St. Pats Day parade was started by a lady who moved here from Ireland in the late 1980's. She loved America and decided to make our town her home - close enough to the action of Washington, DC but with the slower, Southern pace of life. She opened an Irish import shop and the only Irish Pub within 50 miles - The Blarney Stone.

I know that everyone is Irish on St. Pats Day, but I'll just mention that 3 of my 4 grandparents were "honest-to-God-just-off-the boat" from Ireland. I am (chemically enhanced) blonde and green eyed with freckles. How's that for a pedigree?! Oh, well. I won't be in a pub tomorrow so today's parade is as close to a celebration as I will get. Here are a few shots of the parade. It lasted about 35 minutes:





Miss 'Rose of Tralee'



Classic Fire Trucks



Civil War Re-enactors. We have 3 major Civil War Battlefields within 10 miles of our house!

Josie didn't make it to the parade, which started at 5PM. She was much too happy running around the house in her underwear (I swear, this child WILL NOT keep her pants on !!!!) and playing with her Little Einstein dolls. James gladly stayed home and watched car racing on TV. It was a quick trip downtown for Maddie and I and we had a nice time! Happy St. Patricks Day to All!!