County Fair

Dearest you,
I'll blog about the rest of my summer at a later date. Figured I might as well get something on the board while I'm in the mood, to get my foot in the door, so to speak. Never mind that analogy, didn't really make sense upon editing but I'm leaving it up nonetheless.
So...Wilson County fair tonight with the family. Kind of an annual tradition. Other than the rather, shall I say, less-than-intelligent traffic cop, we had a very enjoyable time. The monkey/dog races were adorable. And my dad liked the tent he affectionately calls "Chickens and Such", aka Poultry and Rabbits.Us girls, sticking to our flip-flop-only rule in the summer, were delighted (facetiously meant, of course--by the way, before you think I'm a spelling nerd, I had no idea facetious was spelled thus) to traipse through the wet mulch which covered half the fairgrounds. Bet you had to read that sentence twice, the parenthesis-enclosed portion so long :P Anyways, foot-washing party back at the house! The free lemonade, chocolate milk, dum dum pops (for those not vain about brain cells), popcicles, ice cream coupons, dorky advertising fans, and random pieces of paper which everyone tosses into the garbage anyways were highlights of the night. Free stuff is always good, right? Anywho, if you've been to the county fair you'll know precisely what I'm talking about--it remains the exact same year after year. You know, the bluegrass singers, the elderly man making brooms, the human canon ball, the pot-bellied pig races (during which Evan won a blue ribbon--applause is appropriate here, since he went to all the trouble of volunteering to cheer the winning pig to the finish line), the little girls dragging their pageant dresses through the dirt, the petting zoo--complete with camels and porcupines (don't freak out, you couldn't actually pet the porcupines. Silly :P), et cetera and so forth. And even though we see this every year, somehow we all end up grinning like kids in a candy shop. Or something like that.

Praise God for family nights :)...and traffic cops on what-seems-like their first day on the job :P

Con amori,
Sophie