Friday, September 10, 2004

State Fair

It's State Fair time again. I don't know about you, but I love attending fairs. Food everywhere to be tasted, amusement rides, shows, dutch oven cook-offs, giant sized pumpkins on display, animals on display (and if you're lucky, you get to see how a sheep is sheered), and then there are always the stalls advertising things to sell. You can buy cleaning products, sewing machines, jewelry, dolls, art, get your back tested by a chiropractor (at every corner), hats, clothing, expensive cookery, gadgets, tools and many products that can only be found at fairs. Last year my dad and I were hypnotized by a paint and finishing stripper. It worked fast and completely dazzled our imaginations as we thought of all the projects we could work on with this product. Alas, it could only be purchased at the fair and was rather expensive. After long consideration, we decided to pass on it that time. Although I don't know if I can pass on it two years in a row.

Another of these fun "Only find at a fair" products is a water globe that you can put together yourself. You can use fresh flowers, silk flowers, statues, glitter or anything you can create. You carefully position the item and insert it into the water filled globe. As you can imagine, I couldn't pass up on such fun item. I bought two, and yes they work wonderfully.

Besides all the products to buy, there are the animals to be seen. You can pay 2.00 to see a huge horse (I'm not falling for this one) or simply enter the animal houses. About three years ago my dad and I entered the bull house to find a rather large impressive bull. We inched closer to it from the rear and instantly realized that what we were doing might be a mistake. The bull must have been laughing inside when he broke wind with a sneeze like action, complete with substance. It was like being hit by a machine gun filled with cow pucky. Little Brown globs splattered on our clothing, in our hair and on our skin. People all around us were laughing without reserve. As you can imagine, we were pink with humiliation.

For years we've made it a tradition to eat lunch by the miniature manufactured pioneer village. Freshly made Navajo tacos complete with a humorous man and horse show make this a thing to remember.

I don't know about you, but this year I hope the fair once again tickles my imagination and produces even more fun memories.

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