We went to a County Fair. We went with my sister, Brevin , a long time friend of Lissa's- Jenny and her son Jace. We were smart enough to attend in the afternoon when the crowds were thin and the music hadn't been turned on yet. After being at a County Fair as an adult, I am wondering "what's the big deal?"
I started the day full of excitement and wonder. All of that quickly dissipated when I realized the following things
1.) the actual expense of the fair
2.) that farm animals do indeed, stink to high heaven
3.)carnies give me a feeling of anxiety
4.)the rides seem barely fit for experimentation on safety dummies, let alone my precious daughter and nephew and Jace
5.) Farm animals poop- alot
Then it rained. And my sister nearly killed us all with her umbrella. Multiple times.(no really she did, ask Jenny)
Then we decided to head into the chicken tent because I LOVE chickens. Well, I used to love chickens. The smell. Oh my Gawd the smell. Evelyn and Brevin ended up doing this whole synchronized dry heaving thing that will live in infamy in my mind. It was a thing to behold. I am sure that Jenny and Jace think we are all absolutely whacko - well we are and she has known this for many years , it's not our fault she keeps coming back for more. Because it's now like "The Cottrill Girls Are Moms-RUN. Run for your life!" where we just used to be moody teenagers with moods. Where was I? Oh yeah the Fair.
There was Pony Riding. That was cool. I especially loved watching my nephew do that stiff legged, "no way in hell imonna get on that beast" thing with my sister, who did NOT notice that Brev was actively resisting because she was talking with Jenny, she just thought Brev was heavy. The he was all "oh I am on this thing and Mommy did not notice my fit? I like this, I hate this, oh well, let's ride"
Also my sister? In a cow barn? Hands down worth every cent, dry heave and umbrella related eye injury.
I am trying to decide if the quote of the day is Melissa saying "oh GOD! Stay away from their butts!" OR Brev saying "Mommy dis dinks!" OR Ev going "Nope. I am NOT Ok. I am going to throw up!"
Also Ev fell down -alot. I had her in a white sweater and new shoes so of course she fell.
Then there was this boat ride? That Brev could not manage because it was jolting him around and he was all rubber backed and getting the poop literally shook outta him and he cried and we could hardly rescue him because we were laughing at the way his entire body was swaying one way and his head was bobbing the other way (Mom , really you would have laughed too. The guy stopped the ride right away and Lissa got hi quick, in between chuckles) It was after Brev was out of his boat and the ride continued, that his boat was kind of "off" and much more jerky than the others.
Also I got the single coolest picture of sheep balls-EVER.
In summary: The County Fair, A Hellish Experience that I can not wait to repeat. Especially if it means I get to see my sister in a cow barn again because that is some funny &*%# people
Oh! Yes. The kids loved every minute, well not the 1.5 minutes in the chicken tent but, other than that- love.
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