Then I fixed us all a little supper before we got ready to go to the fair. It was funny to hear the two struggling to open their mouths wide enough to eat those burgers with that masque holding their cheeks tight !
Plain, simple fare to eat.......hamburgers, (boxed) mac n cheese , and, by request of my daughter, my fried potatoes (she says no one else's come out like mine).
This being the first time we've all been able to go to the fair together, we had a wonderfully, fun time! Upon arriving there, I was immediately talked into going on a ride with my daughter (really, a pretty tame one), and it wore me out from trying to keep the centrifugal force from making me squish her! That was enough riding for me ! But the kids tried most everything but the kiddie rides, had some lemonade and funnel cakes, and went with me to see the quilts that I had entered into the exhibits.
It was demolition derby night, but somehow with the allure of the 'midway', we never made it over to the grandstands to watch the smash-ups. I think the boys would have loved it, but it just couldn't compete with carnival rides.
I wound up bringing home a couple of ribbons for my quilts, but was very disappointed with lack of public participation in entering, and with the fact that the quilts that WERE there were not well-displayed.
|Remember this 16-patch quilt that I made last year while working at WalMart?|
It won first place in the hand-quilted category.
|And this one, that was made for a friend's grandson, won second place in the machine-quilted category.|
When we finally took time out for funnel cakes, the bit of spitting rain picked up until it was a steady downpour coming over us while we sprinted towards the other end of the park where we had parked the minivan. More laughter ensued ! God is good !
P.S. I got this quilt-top basted. It was pieced so many years ago that I hate the fabrics that I used. But it reflects the time period in which it was done, so I'm just trying to make it a finished work.