The Thanksgiving Jeremy and I were engaged I was doing an internship in D.C. so Jeremy and I drove up to New York to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. The streets were packed. because the weather wasn't too bad, so in essence we got to see the balloons float by--we didn't see much in the terms of a "parade."
The next year I sat by myself in Jeremy's grandma's den and watched the parade while Jeremy played X-Box with his cousin upstairs. Perhaps Jeremy didn't fully understand my devotion to the Macy's Parade even after I had him drive me through the crazy streets of NYC to get me there.
Needless to say--this year I headed over to my mom's hotel for the two of us to get our yearly fix of helium and leotards. We didn't watch the whole thing--we had other tasks to attend to, but just as we were leaving we saw this gem of an act. Watch out Rocketts--here come the 610 Stompers!
You're welcome.
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