My costume for my Mom’s annual Birthday/Halloween party is called “Chino Poblano” but the skirt is too tight so I felt more like a Chile Relleño (stuffed pepper) after the dinner of salmon stuffed with crab and all the other food. The party was great fun. Lots of great presents.Tracy provided the Security, Rabbi Tom said the blessing. Peyton and Hannah represented different denominations in their Steampunk and Vampire costumes. Taylor was the muscle and Caitlin was gorgeous as a Princess. Robinhood of Sharonwood Forrest looked dashingly beautiful and kept the party crashers away with her bow & arrow. We really missed Shana, BV and the twins, Tina & Dena!!!!!The Rabbi was missing part of his get up but was luckily able to improvise with my old riding helmet and last year’s wig. I recommend Gibson’s Costume Shop in the future…..Keep it local! See other Halloween’s of the Past by clicking here .
Just look at all these packages! I wonder what’s inside………Someone is having a birthday party today, but the real birthday is not until Tuesday…..so let’s take a vote. Who thinks she should wait?
Look at that little pony outside my window patiently waiting for me. It is a beautiful day! Tom has been on his tractor all afternoon. The ranch looks like a park. It’s time to ride the fenceline and enjoy the beauty of all his hard work. Just another day in Paradise !
“Don’t look!” Peyton says as I climb into the Montero. Tom took the truck, so I had hauled out several loads of my essentials before we made the switch….two pairs of shoes, one jacket, sox, iPod, sunglasses,books, magazines, fiber bars, water bottles, and more, but there was a medium sized box in the back seat……hmmmmmm……”Mom, it says COSTUME and it’s addressed to Dad!” Peyton warns me as I longingly pull back the tape………but that would ruin my whole month if I even took a peak! Every year we surprise each other and every year, Tom says “Well not this year, I don’t have a costume…. and then he comes out with some elaborate made for Hollywood masterpiece while I dash into Walmart at the last second, find a 15.00 last year closeout and change in the parking lot. The security cops look forward to it every Halloween. I am probably on the People of Walmart web-site. We sometimes do not recognize each other at first…….even his voice and personality changes to go with the character that he is portraying. I think my favorite was the French artist…..So this year we are looking forward to Grandmother’s annual Birthday/Halloween bash and all I know is that my better half will not be a Cowboy, Hippie, Sultan or Picasso. I’m thinking Balloon Boy, but the box was much too small…..can’t wait!
There are only three people, women folk in Floresville that I call true friends. I mean the ones that live and work there or who don’t work at all, better yet. Three are all at the same stage in life…..a child in high school ready to graduate, no grandchildren that we know of and not sure what we are going to be doing next year. One friend drinks too much, one not at all and the other just the right amount. One runs fast, one walks and the other runs slow. They all are in love, one a little sometimes, one with two men and the other all the time with her one true love. They all have big hearts. They are all lucky and I am the luckiest……um, I miscounted, I only have two friends, not including me…..blame it on the ah ah ah ah alcohol. Ha!Ha!
I drop Peyton off at school and drive to the park that is shaded by beautiful pecan trees. I sit in the truck watching the usual crowd walk by. The little couple Mike and Mary bend down to rescue a worm that might get squashed on the path and carefully place him onto a branch of a tree. A man named Jay lumbers by with his sansabelt slacks and Spurs hat. Stella struts by wearing her pink sponge rollers, but she is still so cute. Two young moms pushing strollers leave a trail of cheerios and fishy crackers……Do I really want to do this? I ask myself. I put on chapstick, my sunglasses, set my watch and grab my bandanna that will soon be soaked with sweat. I don’t see my running buddy Martha, so I am on my own to run around the little path like a gerbil smiling and waving to the familiar faces while counting the laps and ignoring the ache in my back and hips. I could stop now, I think……only my running journal would know, or I could walk a mile or two. I try to find some motivational music on my iPod…….Wilco? U2? Band of Horses? Coldplay? Sam Roberts sings “Brother Down” and does his best to get me going and then I see two boys that have started running and I forget about my creaking joints as I try to keep pace with them. Before I realize it, 6 miles have gone by and I feel like the tin man who has just had a tune up. It takes longer to get loosened up, but I wouldn’t trade my morning run for a million dollars.
Mourning is officially over, for everyone except Pony Boy. He usually just carts around little children and gets rewarded with buckets of carrots and sweet feed, but he was a good sport today. He even put up with lots of hugs and kisses.
His bridle was dusty and needed a little polishI needed to walk over to the mounting block to climb on my 12 hand steed.
I thought it would be fun to round up the Longhorns, but changed my mind…..
After 14 years of smiling for the camera, our little pony has it down pat.
Fast Eddie the super tortoise wanted to join us on our trail ride.
We rode the fence-line and the weather could not have been more perfect.
Miss Piggy was content to hear all about it when we got back to the barn.
Everybody got extra treats to celebrate the awesome day……once again I feel like I am living the dream.
Last year’s event at St. Sophia’s Greek Orthodox Church was so much fun, we could not wait to go back this year. The children were just as precious and we recognized some of them. I talked to one of the older boys and he told me that they practice every Sunday. You can tell.It was fun just to watch the dancers, but last year I joined in when everyone was invited to participate. We met a gentleman named Will Beason and he was getting some last minute instruction before he and his friends joined the fun.
I never did catch on, but Will looked great! Tom took lots of photos that we sent to some of the dancing stars.We loved the music, and sampled some of the gourmet cuisine. My favorite was the Spanakopita, spinach with feta cheese and Greek herbs baked in layers of filo. We also tried the Dolmades, rolls of beef, rice and herbs wrapped in grape leaves. We picked up a few souvenirs and look forward to next year.
For more photos, click HERE St. Sophia is located at 2504 N. St. Mary’s St. at Ashby in San Antonio, Texas. There is free parking and shuttle available. The Funstival is held every October. OPAA!!!!!!!!
Duke and Duchess representing Sacred Heart School.
The dragon in the cage is real!
The Grand Marshalls of this years parade are Al and Elaine Kolodziej, the publishers of the Wilson County News.
Ryan William of the house of Hubbard. Emperor of Nature’s Artistry and King of the Court of Enchanted Gardens
A beautiful girl inside and out…….Brooke Juanita AlumbaughDaniel M. Tejada, Mayor
René Peña , district attorney and uncle of King Tunaep 1999 Michael Anthony Peña!!!!
What a perfect angel!
The Floresville Tiger!
Levi Campos representing the youth organization of the Lion’s Club, the Leo’s Club.
Duchess Daniela Aguillon also representing the Leo’s Club.Future peanut farmer’s of AmericaDuke George Alonzo and Duchess Gabrielle Landrum representing FHS Drama ClubNo parade is complete without a clown. It was time to go try to sample all the Festival food that we could! For more photos of the Peanut Festival parade and activities, click here
The Duke and Duchess representing Sacred Heart School in Floresville, Texas were well documented as they waved to the crowd’s in the annual Floresville Peanut Festival Parade on Saturday October 10, 2009.
The Duke, Thomas Peyton Parish was honored to have his Godfather Tracy Spring, representing his Godparents at the festivities.
Peyton’s brother who is legendary in Wilson County surprised many with his appearance in this sleepy town.
Tom and I could not wait for Peyton and Jordan to pass by. We had a great spot to take pictures, thanks to Peggy and Curtis Holcombe who invited us to share the spot that they have had for the last 20 years!
While the rest of the paparazzi was happily snapping away, I was trying to jump start a dead battery in the big fancy schmansy video camera. Thankfully, Tracy had brought a very handy back up that did the job in spite of my dizzying special effects trying to hold it steady.
Peggy had made brownies and there was a huge lunch inside the building where we sat and awaited our royal golden boy.
Tracy snapped this while we were lining up to get the best view.
We knew Peyton would be right around the corner when we saw this cute little group of cowboys and cowgirls. If you look really close you can see a little Yorkie puppy riding in a basket in the front of the pony cart!
I was glad to see that the hearts and flowers were still in place.
The parade ended all too soon!