What is a monkeybox?

When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.

Friday, July 03, 2009

Rodeo Parade

I have gone to the Rodeo of the Ozarks parade every year since 1973 except for one. I have only missed one parade in 36 years. It is held on the first of July and again on the 4th of July every year. We went to the parade on Wednesday and for the first time ever, we are going again tomorrow morning. Two parades in one week.

First came the flags. I stood up with my hand on my heart, but most people did not. You are supposed to stand up when the flag goes by! Please do it, if you don't! (I bet my readers do, right?)
Then the firetrucks and police from every local town, city and county. (I've often thought this would be a good time to knock over a bank.)
I call this, "Heatstroke about to happen". It was 94 degrees and this poor sap was in a full on furry suit walking the two mile route.

A real live actual Rodeo Queen with old Glory. Do you know know to do the Rodeo Queen wave? Hold up four fingers like you are saying you are "4 years old", but keep your fingers tightly together. Now, cup your fingers so they are sort of stacked on top of each other. Now pivot your hand at the wrist back and forth. You're doing the Rodeo Queen wave! Hurrah!

This very non-parade looking addition absolutely cracked me up. Such a sad old car, no hubcaps, old man at the wheel. What's that on the door? A piece of typing paper with something written in pencil?

No one would ever be able to read this. Luckily, I had a zoom so I could tell it was an ad for the man's window washing business. With a get-up like this, I can imagine their attention to detail on window washing would be impeccable. (My Mom thought of that!)

This is our local Ronald McDonald. He is the Ronald McDonald for all the local McDonald's and has been for years. When I snapped this photo he looked straight at me and said, "Did you get it?" Then gave me a thumbs up when I said I had gotten it just fine. He is a very personable Ronald. I like him.

Here he is many moons ago with a Young Bean. Ronald looked at The Bean, looked at me, looked at The Bean again, back at me and said, "He knows I'm a clown, right?" Poor Bean, he said he really thought he was smiling. He looks less than thrilled to be with Ronald.

Oh yes, back to the parade..

I wasn't too happy when this guy decided to stand right in front of us. But, then I realized that he was a reporter and maybe, just maybe we might make the newspaper if he took a photo in just the right place.

I thought that same thought ten years ago and found this on the front page of the paper the next morning.

It could happen again, right? So, here is the photo that was on the front page of the paper the next day.

Look in between the horse's heads. OUR CAR. We are almost famous. I can't tell you how many times our car or The Bean's foot or my Step Dad's arm has made it into the paper. I have a whole collection of photos of our almost famous photos. So sad.
Since it is the Rodeo Parade, there are generally over 1,000 horses in it. We prefer to sit at the very beginning of the route before they the horses get hot, temperamental and, well, you know, have to poop. Right there in the street. The hot street. *Plop*

This is the Mayor. He said he would rid a horse in the parade since that was the tradition. He said in the paper that he rode a lot as a kid. "Of course that was at the grocery store and it took a dime to ride," he said I found that pretty funny.

So, there you have it. You have now been to the Rodeo of the Ozarks parade. Maybe I will have more photos tomorrow (it is actually good size parade - it takes nearly an hour to pass by - I just don't take photos of everything.) Last year the local famous big TV family came and sat next to us. We watched them more than we watched the parade. Who knows what will happen tomorrow!
Happy 4th of JULY! Be safe and have fun!


  1. Anonymous7:15 AM

    First-of course we stand for the flag!!! I can't believe that some don't. Second-your comments make me laugh-I too thought that about the window washer-so funny! And as I was reading I wondered if the "famous" family showed up for events such as this and then you talked about it. It was like you were reading my mind......I wouldn't be able to watch the parade, I would be watching them the entire time.
    Have a happy 4th!

  2. Anonymous7:56 AM

    What a fun day! I try to avoid large crowds like the ones that gather for my "local" (Washington DC) parade and fireworks. I enjoyed seeing your "small town" celebration.

  3. LynnW9:20 AM

    Shara, thanks for the parade highlights and commentary. Has the local newspaper tapped you for a staff reporter/photographer gig?

    Your mom's window washer comment was so funny! And so was the mayor's! Do they grow humorists in your area?

    Happy 4th!

  4. I enjoyed your parade commentary. The Today show should hire you for Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. I do stand up, and my husband is the only guy who remembers to take his hat off. I'm going to practice the Rodeo Queen wave now.

  5. You wrote this so well! I sat here and read it aloud to my husband and showed him the pictures. You were our total entertainment for the evening. It did feel like we were there!


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