On Saturday morning, we bundled up with coffee and doughnuts, sat lawn chairs on the side of the road, and enjoyed the high school’s homecoming parade.
The girls were very excited to see Pete the Pirate. (Actually, they were excited to see that Pete was throwing Tootsie Rolls. The hurling of the candy is their favorite part of the parade.)
I was surprised to see how many people showed up to represent the class who graduated from the high school during the year that I was born. (Note to my fellow WHS 1988 graduates: Don’t count on me riding a “float” and/or wearing owl headgear in 2028.)
As an editor, I’m always excited to find spelling errors during parades.
This one was due to adhesive failure, and cannot be blamed on the junior class.
This one? I’m really hoping it had everything to do with the sign maker and nothing to do with the athletic department.
Meredith: How do you say that word? Assitivities?
Me: Um, no. A-city-vitties.
Meredith: I like Assitivities.
Me: Hhhhh. Me too.
You are cordially invited to admire my senior photo from high school and take a chance at winning $150!