St. Pat's Parade

Every year since we moved to Dallas we go to the Greenville Ave St. Pat's parade. This year I was extra excited because my company sponsored the parade and the weather couldn't have been better! The surrounding peeps however, could have been... 

This lovely woman (in her snuggie, at a parade-yes I took a picture) decided to

 plant next to us. I love meeting strangers

 and usually every year we sit next to someone I either end up facebook

friends with, or at least a good convo. As you know from previous posts, Trey

has asthma. This green chair next to her was his. Well within five minutes of

her sitting by us she pulls out a cigarette and starts smoking. Right there where she

was standing, and my precious son in the green chair next to her. She 

wasn't oblivious to kids being around, because her own were right in front

of her. So I politely (I promise I was nice) asked her if she would mind

moving back a bit because my son has asthma. "He ain't gonna die. This is

outside, what do you expect?" There were some other choice words in there

along with her calling me prissy. I was speechless and now not only has

Trey been exposed to second hand smoke pretty much directly in his face, 

he has also been exposed to her mouth! Luckily, her husband grabbed her hand

and pulled her back. It felt like another episode of Jerry Springer. She didn't

smoke another cigarette the remainder of the time, nor did I hit in the face.

Thank you Lord. 

The rest of the parade was typical. The kids had fun, they whined, we sat in 

traffic to get out.. JOY!