Tomorrow is the alleged Super Bowl celebration parade in Philadelphia for the 🦅 Eagles.
Me? I kind of wish I would be there but then again, maybe not.
I remember the 2008 Philadelphia Phillies when they won the World Series. Sure, it was exciting. It was great. What I didn’t realize was the effect of the million plus crowd was going to make on me getting home. The parade was on Halloween day, and when we were in the city, we normally had a party Halloween night.
My neighbor talked to me and he was telling me how he wanted to go for the parade tomorrow for the Eagles.
For about five minutes I though of the excitement. Then, I remembered 2008 and was thankful I have to work tomorrow.
If you are going to the parade tomorrow, be safe and have fun. I’ll look for you on the news.
By the way, I do realize this is a screen shot of Jacksonville vs. Patriots game: I am putting this out there for Patriot fans.
The fact that I’ve been doing the fit bit daily since Halloween did not cause me to have shock at a message I got tonight when I synched it to my computer.
“Your zip battery is low.”
Well, with the exception of me showering or sleeping, my little fit bit zip has been working overtime, so I guess I’ll have to go around and look for a battery for it so I can keep on trucking’, as it were.
I have been watching Biggest Loser this season and noticed they wear something similar, but they wear it in a bracelet form around their wrist.I prefer my zip because it is of hard rubber and stays on my bra all day. Unlike a pedometer on a belt or shoe or whatever, you don’t have to worry about it getting lost through the day.
Battery shopping will be number on the list of things to do tomorrow.I feel better walking. Can’t quit what works!
I came home from work tonight to find out our Zush got her bandage off. Jim let me know, and as Dr./Nurse Mom, it’s my job to clean her up. I washed the area and cleaned it up, put Neosporin on it and tried self stick adhesive bandage over non stick gauze.**fingers crossed**
Kasia is keeping her sister on her toes, as it’s Halloween week, Kasia doesn’t care for kids.They probably teased or hurt her when she was younger, but kids are running up and down the street looking at Halloween decorations. Zush is just being a puppy: the pain-killer makes her feel that good. In the meantime, Kasia is ready to pull me into the street to get away from kids.
In the grand scheme of things, keep the prayers coming.They are appreciated by all of us.Trust us, we are sending them back up for you!
Halloween was a big thing for me as a kid.
My best friend, Karen and I, would walk around the neighbor a Saturday morning before and we would plot our route. One year we actually wrote in a little book who gave out what, because people gave the same thing out every year.
One house gave out Charms lolly pops( for those of you who remember, it was the big one you’d pay a nickel for.My parents gave out Hershey bars-the plain ones. One house gave out apple taffies-this was before the time of razor blades in candy. another house gave out bags of popcorn..and so on.Back then you were actually held accountable, and needed to know a joke in the event a neighbor wanted to know your trick. Now, I shudder when I see bigger folks out with no costume, no effort, but a big pillowcase.
For the past ten years, we have been on a street that has a lot of Victorian type homes, and with our arbor vitae and cedars, our house has often been made reference to as the ” Adams Family House”. I always tried to make Halloween as good for the kids today as I had it. We used to have parties at our house outside, as we were a corner property with plenty of room for neighbors who didn’t have a lot of kids visit or were in apartments. We stopped it over the past two years, just being quiet and giving candy out for the kids. It’s kind of hard, too, because I used to try to make something special up for the kids I knew, but they are all growing up in their own way, and I just can’t figure out what I could give across the board, so candy it shall be.
It is kind of bittersweet for me, as I get old and with no children of my own. I have been thinking the last year or two of stopping giving out candy, but don’t have the heart to. As the kids I know get older, well, let’s just say I think the decision will be easier. In the meantime, I will enjoy the children as they come, with the assistance of my godson, Greg and Jim and Zush. Kasia will probably be barking in the house because she is scared of children. We’ll go through it again, one more time………