Balloons of the lord

If you have seen my new pics on facebook, you may have noticed that I attended my first "small town" type street fair in Lewisville,Tx called Western Days. The closest you would get to this in LA would be the gay pride parade I would assume. The people here are very proud of their little towns and everyone here seems to know one another. It is a very family oriented deal. Normally I would have entertained this with my cynical "tude" but my daughters had a great time and Jamie and her younger sister had a great time, which in turn made me have a good time. Everyone was smiling and having a good time, and almost everyone had a ballon which was pretty cool to see. I really wanted a blue balloon because I remember this really cool girl in High School named Dawn that loved balloons, especially blue ones. So I got in thinking of her. Now, the free ballon stand I took the kids to was for a church who also gave out bracelets to the kids. Of course, you don't get anything in this world for free... There was a nice older gentlemen handing out ballons, along with a crash course on how Jesus died for our sins...yada yada yada. Churchin is a big part of life here. Not that I was offended on what the balloon reverend had to say, I just wanted to get the balloons so we could go get snow cones. It was hot enough where a snow cone took precedent over the teachings of the bible. So we took our ballons of the lord and kept on a movin to the snow cone stand. Now everyone had a balloon as far as I could tell and all I wondered was, did these thousands of people have to sit through a mini course in the bible to get a balloon. I mean really, what does a balloon cost... a penny a nickle. Is it worth all that time spent getting preached to, for just a balloon ? I really don't think so. I believe I am going to set up a table, right next to the churches table, and tell every passer by that they can have one of my balloons and don't have to listen to any preaching. Of course I will probably just get lynched in this town for doing that. Did you know that most stores in Texas don't open til 1pm on Sundays, and some don't open at all because it is a church day. So now I am walking around with my balloon like a proud papa, until I caught a reflection of myself in a store front window... Holy Shit!! I looked like a retard... ooops... sorry, mentally challenged american. I have made a point to be more kind when it comes to that word after seeing The Ringer with Johnny Knoxville. That was a funny movie. So after realizing that I looked like a tard... shit.. did it again. Mentally Chalenged American... better... I had no choice but to let it go just to regain my pride, not that tards (damn..sorry) aren't proud. My daughter Summer, who is only five, and really adorable, asked why I let it go?? I told her that I just felt stupid carrying it. And of course, she followed suit and let hers go too. She later told me she felt stupid too... God I love her... She needs her own blog.