Last night we went to the fair. And to the demolition derby.
First, the fair. Joe and I don't ride rides. I hate them. He does too. We walked around to see what was going on.
Your choice, fried snickers, oreos, how about just a heart attack on a stick? Or lemonade.
This was when I wished we had Abby with us. Look at the kiddie rides!
The little boy in the blue shirt was scared to death on this ride. He kept looking at his Mama to make sure she was still there rooting him on.
Try your luck Joe. You might win a quipie doll!
Then there was this strange character. He kept dancing and acting like he was marching. See that boy looking at him? It was just downright odd.
Speaking of odd
This one is one of those gravity items. You couldn't pay me enough money to get in that one.
Plus we had just eaten dinner and that would have been ugly.
I tried to get a picture of some of Steph's friends but this contraption was going way too fast.
We ran into Greg, Steph's boyfriend.
Young love, first love..................................
Then we finally settled in for some action baby.
This was my favorite. I named her "The Headed One."
They made quite a mess
Finally it was time to head home. I took one last time down the midway for some more pictures
They look a lot better at night.
This makes me dizzy just looking at it!
This old man had a great time with the kids. I told him that he'd better be or else I'd get Barney Fife to take care of it.
I tried to get Joe to win me a Barney prize but he refused. How rude!
Stephanie and her friends rode this! She said she didn't think she would ride it again.....EVER!
I guess short shorts are back in this year. We saw a lot at the fair. And some of those gals should have been arrested. You know what I mean?
We finally got home and I went straight to bed. I dreamed all night long.
I kept dreaming that these things were laughing at me. Pig things.
And clown things.
Oh MY! And green things. They were all laughing at me and wouldn't stop.
Then I woke up.