Last week saw another first for me:
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Monday was our anniversary so Tim put in a couple early morning hours at work
and we headed to the Iowa State Fair.
Familiar refrain:
Tim's family did; mine didn't.
Fairs were problematic for us when the girls were little
but we began making them a regular event when we lived in PA.
Tim and I hit the Nebraska State Fair several times.
Once we won at bingo. That small grill Tim works his magic with? It was our bingo prize.
So we wandered. Day-dreamed. Chatted. Laughed.
Had a fun day.
Had a fun day.
Yes, we saw the butter cow and the chocolate moose.
3 comments:
I remember a couple of visits to the State Fair when we were growing up....midway rides, cotton candy, exhibits. But we were by no means regulars as many families are/were. I also remember visits to the Winnebago County Fair when we stayed with Bertha a couple of times. It seems to me we hit the county fair in Spencer several times too en route to Okoboji. Good times.
I will accept your version of State fair visits - I have no recollection...
A fair with Bertha made an impression - not a pleasant memory - but I do have a story to tell acknowledging the event.
The Spencer fair? Never - I was always envious of Jenn Pullen and her family's involvement.
Send me an email with your Bertha story. I think I have a vague memory of what happened. My memories of being at Bertha's revolve around avoiding the yard and thus avoiding the sheep sh*t.
Maybe it wasn't the Spencer fair but the Blue Earth Fair? Or what area would have been north of Okoboji?
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