Ironic that my Saturday was spent at a Homecoming event for a school that I didn't go to in a town I don't live in and I didn't actually "come home" til 1:30 the following day. But it was a good time nonetheless...
The homecoming was for Harborfields High School in Greenlawn, alma mater of our Art Dept Supervisor Keri, who ironically wasn't there. Instead, I attended to watch my "little cousin" cheer on her sophomore class and the Haborfields Tornadoes as they took on the Sayville Lightning. I say "little cousin" because to me she's still 6 years old, running in the door from camp to tell me all about her day and then putting on The Princess Bride for the gazillionth time. Considering the fact that she's now almost taller than me (and I can no longer get away with calling her Shorty) and that I'm wearing her sneakers (which I stole from her on Saturday) I'd have to say, the "little" thing doesn't so much fly anymore.
We scored a primo seat for the parade, and I almost caught the tootsie roll that my cousin hurled at my head from the firetruck that she and the rest of the cheerleaders rode on. As the parade continued the floats made their way down, followed by members of each class who were dressed in themed custom t-shirts. The Seniors theme was Rock N' Roll. Not only did they have an awesome float, but one of the girls dressed up as Gene Simmons from KISS. Juniors then followed with a disco themed float and a very cool logo for their custom t-shirts. Club 12 then showed up (since they're the class of 2012!) and then the Funky Freshmen made their appearance. The back of their shirts read Class of 2013, which depressed me slightly because when these kids are graduating, I'll be turning 30. I don't like that number, nor the year. Neither does my cousin and I explained that when in high school and college, it's pretty much inherently programmed in you to hate the year directly behind yours.
After lunch, my Aunt and I headed to the football game. The cheerleaders threw out promotional footballs (which I did not get one of!) and there were some serious fans in the stands. One girl was fully decked out in Tornadoes promotional apparel and was accompanied by her friend who was dressed as the Flash. The purpose of this being so that the Tornadoes could knock down the Flash and yell "Down with the Lightning!" They did that repeatedly and right next to me everytime. It was a smidgen annoying and by a smidgen, I mean very. I guess I just don't have school spirit. That and the fact that I don't really understand football at all, so I didn't so much care.
After the game, it was a mad dash to get a dress for the homecoming dance (because really, why would she have one) which was then followed by getting ready and picture taking before I drove her to the dance. It was a bittersweet day, but it was fun and I'm exhausted. And sadly, I have absolutely no promotional products to show for it.