I think not.
Last night we went to a little carnival at one of the local churches.
Those Catholics know how to rake it in, let me tell ya'.
It was "wristband night" which meant you could pay $14 dollars a person and ride all the rides you wanted to. Sounds good in theory except that there were four of us and, regardless of age, it was still $14 dollars a person. We decided that we would only get the girls wristbands and hope they were up for riding without us.
And they were.
They had such a great time that we were practically dragging them out at close to 9 o'clock.
There was a beer tent too, but we didn't make it over there. I was just tickled that a church function had alcohol. This would never have gone over at the churches I grew up in.
Aside from the guilt, the priest scandals, not letting woman get ordained, the endless 'rules', and the ridiculously long wedding ceremonies, those Catholics really know how to party.
I don't normally care if people stare at us when we're out. I don't think tattooed people are quite the novelty they once were. Hell, everyone seems to have at least one these days.
But, and maybe I'm projecting here, it seemed like the looks went like this:
"Oh my, that couple has a lot of tattoos!"
"But look they have two sweet little girls that they are actually looking after."
"They act just like normal people."
"Aw...those freaks are just like us."
I try to never think that people would treat us any differently because of how we look, but we did put ourselves smack in the middle of a church function.
Nevertheless, I was pleasantly surprised.
Or maybe they thought we were there with the carnies.
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