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No Peace I Find

by Shelly Kneupper Tucker on March 29, 2008

Y’all, my poor Sweet Spousal Unit has discovered that there is no possibility of having a peaceful meal when you are married to a blogger. Everything is an opportunity for a blog post.

We went to a local restaurant on the square here in Denton, Texas. All in the world we planned was having a quiet time together. Just the two of us with no teenager, it was going to be peaceful quality time.

We got a seat by the window, ordered our food, and sat drinking our Guinness and chatting. It was delightful. Our food arrived, and as we were about to dig in, I noticed a commotion in the street.

Quicker than a singed cat, I grabbed the camera and dashed across the restaurant. I looked like O.J. Simpson racing through the airport in those Hertz rent a car commercials many years ago (that was before he had a lot of time to kill). I leaped over tables and shoved little old ladies out of the way so I could snap pictures of a Peace Parade!

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Yessirree! A PEACE PARADE! I felt like it was a flashback to the 1960s.

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People were swarming about everywhere. It was as exciting as a High School pep rally. I love a parade!

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They were chanting and shouting and flashing the peace symbol. This sign had a peace symbol until the fella saw I was taking a picture. Then, he made sure to cross the fingers (can you see the itty bitty George Bush face on the right side of this sign?).

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They were carrying huge banners, even in the wind.

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AND, THEY ALL CAME OUT OF THIS VAN!


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Because their VW bus broke down.

Nope, there is no such thing as a “peaceful meal” when you sit down to dine with a blogger, is there?.

Other posts you might enjoy:

  1. Give Peace A Chance
  2. Dona Nobis Pacem
  3. Dona Nobis Pacem. Doing Our Part.
  4. Biases. Dona Nobis Pacem
  5. In Harmony


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{ 7 comments }

Robin March 29, 2008 at 8:45 am

Awesome. Great fun to see, and even better to help them get their message out!

Robin’s last blog post..The Affair

It was exciting to be there, even if it WAS and itty bitty parade.

kacey March 29, 2008 at 9:57 am

Everything is a blog opportunity, isn’t it? I’m always saying “just a sec, hon, I have to go grab that shot for my blog.” :mrgreen:

kacey’s last blog post..Fun at the Beach

Exactly! And, while I’m getting those pictures, my meal gets cold!

Freelanceguru March 29, 2008 at 10:03 am

Maybe one day all these rallying will work.

Freelanceguru’s last blog post..9 Reasons to be Afraid in 2012

It didn’t work quickly for Viet Nam….

bleeding espresso March 30, 2008 at 5:02 am

Awesome! The protest *and* your blogging dedication!

bleeding espresso’s last blog post..where i’m from (inspired by george ella lyon)

The protest was great fun. But, my meal was cold :sad: . What a thing to do to fish and chips!

Penelope Anne March 30, 2008 at 4:44 pm

My sweet spousal unit is learning the same thing :)
Great pictures, and I say for a great cause.
I am hitting downtown Oshkosh tomorrow to start taking pictures of what is being done in prep for the Johnny Depp Dillinger film coming to town very soon.

Penelope Anne’s last blog post..Sunday’s Seconds… A Boy Scout Leader I will Be

susiej March 31, 2008 at 6:54 am

Cool peace parade. .. And your town is lovely. I enjoyed looking at the scenery more than anything else. I know very little about Texas, other than history book stuff, as I’ve never been there. So, you have trees that loose leaves… beautiful buildings that remind me of the town I grew up in. And still, a popular movie theater… No Walmart invasion yet?

susiej’s last blog post..When a Child Becomes a King

lola April 1, 2008 at 7:06 am

It´s a pity what happens in the war, I remember Viet Nam. Most of the people in Europe is against the war in Irak. We are not against the U.S.A people, but the goverment policy. I hope you unterstand what I mean. Hugs!

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