Well, for starters the dog, Moe, never came home. We have posters up all over. I’ve spent 4 days trying to call the pound – which incidentally NEVER answers its phone. It’s very aggravating. She’s vanished into thin air and there appears to be nothing we can do about it.
I’ve spent the week in bed sick. It is my least favorite place to be; I take that back, the dentist’s chair is my least favorite. My bed sick is a very close second though. This is really aggravating because the Western North Carolina Regional Fair is in town and so far I haven’t been able to go. It stinks.
I have fond memories of the fair going back to when I was a kid, the rides were a dime and even that was more than we could afford. Still. We’d get two rides; one on the carousel and the other on the ferris wheel.
We’d spend most of our time at the animal exhibits and the various judging of products. I can’t remember if the judging was just of animals, or if they had produce and preserves and the like. Seems to me they did, but memory is a funny thing and I can’t say for certain.
I do know the animal exhibits, which I childishly whined through are now among my favorite fair items. I still try to ignore the fact a lot of the prize winners won for their fine quality of meat distribution. I hope more of them will go on to become breeding animals than will end up on people’s dinner plates, still…
In spite of this little fact the fair remains among my fonder memories and I look forward to it each year. I hope I get to go this year. If I have to wait till next year it will be a shame. You should never postpone joy.
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