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After all the chocolate I have eaten this past week I am going to be in need of the best acne treatment on the market. We have indulged like never before due to the most addictive and easy dessert ever. But I can’t seem to stay away from it. I want to marry it.

Tomorrow we are going to the local arts and crafts fair here in Hicktown. It usually isn’t much to ooh and aah over but ya just never know…I will let you know tomorrow after we get back. I am hoping to at least get a funnel cake out of the trip. The big fair (as in rides and cotton candy and greasy corn dogs) is also in Dalton this week but I think we have decided to totally skip that money pit this year. At least that is my continued hope anyway. I seriously don’t need a goldfish or a cheap stuffed animal.

 

On Wed we went to the fair in the town South of us. We went with the local homeschool group which includes my sister. Now, here is the South there is a saying…if you don’t like the weather, just wait 10 minutes and it will change for you. Generally, that is the truth. But lately…all it has done is rain. For over a week now, and scheduled to rain through next week. Now, lots of rain…in a muggy humid southern corner of the world may not mean much to most people but it is driving me FLIPPIN crazy! I am SOOOO very tired of all the rain. And those of you that have been with me for awhile know what this does to my poor dog. For those of you not here very long I have this dog named Roxie, she weighs about 100 pounds and is terrified of rain. She won’t eat or drink, refuses to take one step outside and will hold it for DAYS just to keep from getting her paws wet. She has some issues. She really can’t help it, there was once a man in her life that apparently beat her senseless and since she no longer has any sense she doesn’t know that rain won’t hurt her. But other than that and her toenail biting issues she really is the greatest dog ever. Or maybe I just feel that way because she is utterly devoted to me and loves me unconditionally. Anyway, back to the fair…

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We had a great time, despite the drizzly rain. We were just thankful that it didn’t pour on us. Although there was that concern that we would get stuck in the muddy, mushy parking lot. Tate got to ride anything and everything, some several times. This ride…was a big hit with all of the kids:

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We visited my niece’s chickens who were entered in the Poultry judging contest…and WON! They really do have some beautiful hens. The girls also entered their artwork and and won several ribbons. They were very proud and had every right to be!

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Tate and his cousin getting ready to spin every which way but loose…I wouldn’t need a diet pill that works if I rode this. I would be barfing up my breakfast. I just don’t have it in me like I used to. When I was younger, I could take on all the wild rides, but alas…I grew up I think. It happened when I least expected it. One day I was a girl, the next an adult. Ahhh, to be a kid again.

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