I spent a busy day with Bone Junior a few weekends ago. It was one of those days that we really didn't have a specific plan in mind, but decided to see where things would take us. After the inevitable shopping, we got a few phone calls concerning a "Mustang Show that Bone Junior
could not miss. Up in Park City." My oh my there were some beautiful sights and sounds to behold.
I especially liked the sparkly red mustang...year? Who knows. Model number? Engine size? All I know is that is was GorGEous, sitting there with the hood popped open, the sun sparkling off the impeccable paint job. As I continued walking down Main Street, I saw something that I had only seen in movies like The Fast and the Furious...
Too bad there would not be a showing of this. All in all, lots of money sat on the street that day. In the form of Mustangs. That is until I went into a coffee shop to get a drink of water. Then I had to dish out nearly $4.00 for a 10 oz bottle of water. Ridiculous no?
Anyway, as I was slowing sipping my water on the drive home were driving down University Avenue and came across Hispanic Days street fair. Of course Bone Junior, who could blend in with the crowd as long as she didn't attempt to speak Spanish back to anyone, was intrigued enough to stop and check it out. What I found interesting was happening in the center ring!
What are these men thinking coming out into public dressed like this??
Or doing things like this???
Well, I guess that it isn't too much, although I only pose for pictures like this for a few minutes. And I tend to only do these shows for a few of the other patrons in the lucky store.
'Ode de Scratch Subtle...I have found the perfect hat for you!