Bad Girls, Bad Girls, whatcha gonna do??
Once again, it is Labor Day weekend, and I am wondering where our summer went. I really believe that the older you get, the faster time flies. Seems like it was just the 4th of July, and now here we are on the verge of September. We were in the parade this year, with a float representing my daughters animal rescue. We managed to pull off the "Judges Choice" prize, not bad for about 2 hours work. In the past, we have merely been parade watchers, blending in with the rest of the crowd. Except, of course, for that one notable year..the one year Zenya and I almost got arrested. Now I wish I could say it was Zenya's fault, but alas, it was mine. Oddly enough, I think that was the last year she accompanied me to the parade. Weird. I thought we had fun. Funny how something "fun" in one person's eyes could be seen as illegal in another persons eyes. It all started innocently enough. I was planning on taking my kids to the parade with the rest of