We decided to keep it local this weekend, but somehow managed to squeeze a lot in.
Friday night found us at everyone's favorite: The Deerfield Fair. How can you go wrong at the fair? A little horse show. A little tractor pull. Mixed with the most fattening food on the planet. Everyone's happy. Seriously though, have you noticed that when you step onto fairgrounds, you're instantly happy? And so is everyone around you. It's like stepping back in time. I looked around while we were at the tractor pull and there were people from all walks of life, young and old chatting about tractors. It was a good time.
Maybe we need to have all the worlds leaders "summit" at a county fair? The world may be a different place.
Saturday was a bit boring. Yawn. We caught up on house stuff that we really needed to. I should say, it WAS boring until Jackson and Scott came over for a little bbq. In the words of Jackson, it was "awesome". We tried bison. It was alright, I guess. But we got out the mandolin and banjo that our buddy John gave to us. Scott got us psyched up to actually take some lessons and learn how to play them.
I got a call from my sister Chia on Saturday that she was going to be home on Sunday and wanted to go paddling with us. Again, awesome! She did SO great. She is an absolute natural at this. We were warming up and she flipped over accidentally. She was able to roll herself back up. She's only paddled with us one other time, and Adam taught her how to roll. It usually takes a long time to learn this skill. Not Chia though. She rocked...And, she says she's hooked. I'm happy to have another girl paddler to hang with.
Why do the weekends go by so fast? Sigh.
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EDITED to add: Tinydancer, I think you should post a video of Jackson saying awesome, so that everyone can see how funny it is.
6 comments:
Go funnel cakes!!!!! Peace!!
if you invited the world's leaders to a country fair they would find some way to screw it up.
we have the york fair down here every year. this year some teenaged boys, with admission tickets, decided that they didn't want to wait in line to get in. so, they climbed over the fence, except the last one whose thigh was impaled on the points at the top of the fence. they actually cut the fence and took him to the er with a big section of fence in his leg.
mmmmmm fried dough
i mean really - its dough - in a fryer covered in powdered sugar...how can you possibly go wrong?
and the fries - those are jen's favorite
hey, mcw - i think you should send that in as an idea for a grey's anatomy episode - they could use some help with storylines!
amy-
the local newspaper ran a full description, with rather graphic details, about it a week or so after it happened. it was about two full pages long.
not jason's friends - thankfully.
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