jam packed, not jelly... it's jam.

Saturday was the most action packed day I've had in a while. It was one of those days that gets started so early and ends so late that when you look back in it, it seems like three days rolled into one.

We got up early to set up a booth for the Four States Fair Parade - the parade that kicks off the opening of Texarkana's annual fair and rodeo. We took this opportunity to promote the faire. The vendors were placed in a terrible location in a parking lot behind a building so traffic was super low. We mostly just handed out flyers to the other vendors and chased what little people came through there to tell them about the faire.

We weren't sure about how hot it was going to be so we went with tees instead of full garb. I hate wearing tees. My boobs are not tee friendly. They get smashed down to my waist and there's nothing I can do to lift them up. And getting a bigger size just makes me look mannish and frumptastic.

As you can see in the bottom left photo of this collage, my husband got his first haircut in over three years. He was growing it out to donate for Locks of Love but working outdoors for hours a day sun-bleached the heck out of it and it became brittle and dry and looked like a mangy horse tail.

A traditional Texas parade kickoff: pretty rodeo queens on horses at the front of the line.

You see Arkansas flags and signs but I said we live in Texas. What's up with that?

We live in Texarkana which spans across Texas and Arkansas.

We live on the Texas side. (Which kinda sucks because the booze is on the Arkansas side).

After the parade I decided to unwind by stopping at the Salvation Army before grocery shopping. The items in that place are disgustingly overpriced. I almost left when I first walked in and saw a horse figurine at the front for TEN DOLLARS. Say whhaaaaaatt??? I found the records for .99 each, the novelty Irish suspenders for the husband for $2 and the Chuck Taylors for $9.

That's as good as it gets around here folks.

Later that evening we all went for a rare family outing. Mexican was the choice, my friends. Have you ever had crawfish enchiladas? No? That sucks. They're awesome.

When we got to the restaurant we were greeted with... the stares. I mean, like, from eeeeveryone. People turning around in their seats to get a look, the works. The kind of stares that'll make you wanna yell, "Take a picture, it'll last longer!" I'm not sure what was going on but I here's a list of ideas:

1. We brought a baby into restaurant that people treat like a bar because they have nothing better to do.

2. White man. Black woman. Mixed baby. A Southern rarity. Harmless gawking.

3. Hot black chick in pretty blue dress, something to admire? I'll allow it.

4. Hot chick, adorable baby and stylish dude? Stare worthy.

4. A black chick walking into a restaurant that black people RARELY visit... 

Welcome to Texarkana!

Moving on... later we went to a Books-A-Million because it's the only family friendly place open at 9:30pm, plus I heard that Tom Waits was on the cover of Juxtapoz this month so I HAD to have it.

So there was my action packed Saturday. How was your weekend??