Then you may take me to the fair
You may remember how much fun the State Fair was last year. Last year it was all about the deep-fried Snickers bars. This year they've rolled out the Deep-fried Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich.
I KNOW.
Apparently that's the longest line at the fair this year. Which is to be expected, since they actually put out a commercial this year promoting the things.
I'm going tonight with GH and a couple of friends. Here are the things I'm most excited about:
The Ferris Wheel, which I may or may not make out on (depends who I'm sitting next to, I suppose)
The baby goats and lambs, even if Cicada won't be there this year to Whisper them into docility.
The dfpb&j lines, during which time I will make mental judgments about the other people in line for the dfpb&j. (Note: must remember to do rides BEFORE the dfpb&j, not after. The fair will thank me.)
NOT going on any kind of haunted thing, not matter how big the GH's Bambi Eyes get. I just can't do that crap. Last night I watched the pilot for that new J.J. Abrams show Fringe and of course had nightmares about people's faces melting off.
Anyway. Yay for State Fairs.
I'm Steph, a librarian and mom of 3 (not sure how that happened). Let's chat books, food, Sumptuous Literary Adaptations, poop, knitting and maybe some crazy Mormon Feminism.
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Hey! I'm going tonight, too. Not that I know you or would recognize you. But still, small world
Well J, if we DO recognize each other then that will bee cool. You can probably find me in the PB&J line.
This is hilarious. I was out and about this morning and thinking about this line:
"I'm from FRAHNCE!!!!"
Lucky! I've always wanted to go to the state fair. You'll have to tell me how it is on Saturday . . .
Oh my gosh! I watched the first three minutes of Fringe before the opening credits, and I had to turn it off because I started shaking a little. And I wasn't even paying attention to it--I was on the phone AND carrying on an IM conversation. FREA-KY!!!
The first three minutes were the high point of the grotesque. After that, it was pretty tame. But then I was an X-File fan, so I have a high tolerance for the grotesque. Plus, my first thoughts are judging the efficacy of the special effects. I must be desensitized or something. And since I am not working and spend my days figuring out what to pack now and what to pack later, I was watching The Bonnie Hunt Show yesterday with some guy named Chicken Charlie who deep fries everything from chicken to PB&J to Coke. It was a little crazy.
Coolmom and I did our usual annual trek to the Alaska State Fair. Our governor was scheduled to be there to unvail the brand new Alaska quarter that was just minted and put into circulation. Alas, she couldn't make it to the event due to a scheduling conflict. Seems that morning she was tapped to possibly become the next vice president of the United States. I hate it when that happens. No fried PB&J sandwiches either, not that I would have touched one. I know, I more the poorer...
Have some fairy floss for me!
Deep fried P&J sounds gross. But then so did deep-fried Snickers the first time I heard about it.
Sorry that's cotton candy to you.
saw the last five minutes of fringe and thought i was going to scream just as loud as the girl in the show was screaming.
freaky deaky!
next year at the fair you should try that hawaiian chicken roasted on a spit. i paid the $2 ksl admission on the 14th so i could go buy some chicken while my hubby drove around the block so we didn't have to pay for parking. SOOOO worth it.
p.s. i'm a new reader to your blog, it's awesome :)
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