Last Tuesday started with me mowing my front yard and making sun tea. I used Lipton tea because I have an abundance of it. Although I don't care for it, it seems other people do.
I remember Krisha from Krisha's Keepsakes saying she wished she (and the rest of the T group) could help with the party. I was needing help because it had been so long since I'd used them, I was unable to extend the legs on these tables.
When my neighbor got home, he got them ready for whatever was to come. Unfortunately, he had to take his son to soccer practice, so he didn't get the benefit of the party.
After the tables were set up, I was off to Starbucks for the comped coffee we had been promised. Two disposable jugs that did NOT have to be returned were greatly appreciated, because this place was definitely not in my neighborhood.
I had barely had time to shower and get dressed when the police officer not shown in this photo was asking for me. Our beat officer, Officer Jerrell and I had been playing phone tag for three weeks, and I worried our event wouldn't get listed. That meant no one would come by to visit. That would be OK if there weren't going to be kids, but kids were already starting to arrive.
I encourage you to enlarge this mosaic. The officer not on a horse is Officer Jerrell. He set it up so that the horse patrol would visit and we would be the first party so he was sure they wouldn't run out of time. Since there was another party at the end of my street, the horse patrol was able to visit them next, while they left their horse trailer at the cross street as shown in the large photo above.
The horse patrol had just barely left when the fire department showed up. Note this is Engine 7. Soon, another police car showed up to help answer questions and direct traffic.
Just as I was catching my breath, the police chopper flew overhead. I kept hoping Officer Jerrell hadn't arranged for it to land in the clearing. Note the horse patrol was on their way back, too.
Eventually, we waved good-bye to Engine 7 and were just about to finish our snacks and food when
Engine 1 arrived and asked for me specifically. Apparently, I had requested a fire engine and we were on the list as shown by the fire chief above.
Kids and adults alike took turns getting their photos taken by friends, family, and doting parents.
Although that was all the photos I took (that are relevant), we had a wonderful time, and I learned I could request the fire truck that would hose the kids down with water. As unseasonably warm as it was that day, it would have been welcome.