Last year, knowing our town parade needed a bit of zip, we entered a circus float. The children had so much fun they knew they wanted to do it again this year. And apparently, every year hence. Forever and always. (What have I done?!?!)
Thankfully, we all decided on the theme the day of last years' parade. PIRATES. ARRRGh Matey!
Knowing our theme ahead of time meant CLEARANCE DEALS! After Halloween, I got sword/eye patch/earring kits for 90% off. They were a dime a piece. I got gold coins after St. Patrick's day for a song and put them in the freezer to toss out of our 'treasure chest' at the crowds. The week before the parade I went to Salvation Army on half-price day to get some pants to cut and shred the bottoms off of and a vest for Andrew. Oh and the satiny moo-moo sort of thing that I made Adele's mermaid tail out of. Matt brought home lots of cardboard which helped with the 'details'. Everything else was using what we had or could borrow. (As in...the tractor, boat and haywagon.)
Doing things like this don't have to cost a lot of money. If they did, we wouldn't do them.
Two days before the parade, the house was in shambles. Every inch of it.
Actually, a few days after the parade too. ;-)
But messy houses mean crafty houses, am I right?!?
Here are the pictures of our pirate float...
PS. We won first prize again! WootWoot!
|Home Again, Home Again|
It felt good to be crafty again. It's been a while. It's always nice working outside on the porch too. An outdoor sewing room.
And now that I have electricity out there, I was able to plug in my radio and listen to the rest of the audiobook To Kill A Mockingbird while I was working. The version read by Sissey Spacek was flawless. I don't remember reading this book in school...(maybe it was banned at the time?) and that is a crying shame.
Because it a beautiful book about a child grappling with honor, respect, hypocrisy, and courage. And children learning justice even when outcomes are not always just. I enjoyed listening to the audio version but I bristled every time I heard the cursing or very prevalent bigoted and ethnic slurs. An important part of the story, and yet I wondered what my neighbors would think if they heard the too-frequent "nigger" word echoing from my porch. I wonder though- how the title came to be. I guess I don't know about how to kill a mockingbird.
What it implies...what does that mean?