Monday, September 8, 2014

Oh, my achin' everything!

I may or may not have written about this last year and the year before and the one prior to that, etc. but as much as I enjoy the hell out of myself working the gate at the fair - it's got my backside dragging.
It's not like I'm working in the barns lifting bales of hay.
I'm standing in my little booth taking money from people.  By the end of my shift, I'm all in.  Dogs are barkin'.
The other interesting thing that happens, at least to me anyway,  I can't speak for the other "gate keepers," is the need to eat.
It's like when you take a long car trip and you're breaking out the snacks after an hour and a half on the road.
I was eating caramel corn at 9a the other day!!!
Today is #4 and I have only had one nasty person come through my gate.  Have you ever had the pleasure of bumping into someone who seemed to have been born angry?  That was her.
99% of the people that I see every day up there are pleasant.  They ask me how I'm doing, tell me how beautiful I am and offer marriage.  Ok, that last part wasn't exactly true but you get my drift.
Even when the tractor pull had to be cancelled because of horrific weather.  Even when the Lady Antebellum concert was cancelled due to a medical emergency, people were still nice and understanding.
It can be really hot in those tiny booths or cold as the dickens and when it rains, pretty dang miserable but this is my 9th year and I'm sure I'll be back for #10.

Thursday, September 4, 2014

It's "Fair Eve"

If you don't live in Allegan County (poor you) you won't understand what the Allegan County Fair means to us.  Well, most of us.
My friend, Jo, stopped by for a chat today (known her since kindergarten) and she was geeked because she'd just picked up her pass for all 9 glorious days of the fair. 
We reminisced about "fair anticipation" during our childhood summers.  Doing as many little odd jobs around the house as possible - "dad, how about I shine those shoes for ya.  Mom, would you like me to pull the weeds in the flower beds?"
Saving every quarter to spend (hopefully sneaking in first) at the fair on rides and french fries.
I had to break it to Jo that not everyone in town was as fair-crazy as she was.  A look of shock came over her face that quickly changed into confusion.
Yes, it's true.  Not everybody flocks to the fair like we do.  They don't start salivating at the first whiff of grease.
Tomorrow is day one followed by eight more.
Then it's "fair let-down" for some of us. 
I'm working the front gate again this year so I'll be there everyday anyway.
Tons o' fun . . . mostly.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Florida mind game

We've been going to Florida for some "get me the hell out of here" time during the winter since I retired in 2006.

Just this year I noticed something and I call it "The Florida Mind Game."

It's all about clothing purchased in Florida that you believe looks fantastic on you and will, obviously, look just that wonderful when you put it on in June when you're back in MI and the frigging snow has finally melted.

But . . . that's not always the case.

Maybe it's because there wasn't a decent mirror at the farmer's market when I bought that darling sleeveless summer dress.

Or maybe it was because the over zealous salesperson at J.Jill had me convinced that the sleeveless top made me look thin and young.

That last part isn't really true - the thin and young thing.  She didn't really say that but it was intimated.
 
I've only worn the famer's market dress once.

The J.Jill top?  No one has seen that one on me.

Friday, August 29, 2014

Learning to back up

Not back off.  I've never learned that one.  I'm talking about backing up in the car.
Do you use your mirrors for that task?
I never have - I always do the "total twist" to move in reverse.
The twisting is becoming more and more challenging as I move through life.
Petey has always done the mirror thing and, so far, hasn't bashed into the side of the house.
I recently decided I should practice backing up with the mirrors before I reach a point where I have to.
It hasn't gone well.  The other day I was wondering what my neighbors across the street must think when they see me.
"Is she drunk?  Did she have a stroke?" There's a lot of braking and weaving.
Our driveway is rather long so it's a good place to practice but it's a bit embarrassing.
Didn't they teach that skill in driver's ed. back in the 60s?

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

A sandwich question

So today when Petey and I were fixing our lunch sammies he said something that made me think.  Not an easy thing to do.
He referred to cutting the sandwich in half or from corner to corner.
I have always cut them right down the middle but I felt reckless and rebellious today so I sliced from corner to corner.
What a huuuuuge difference!
I think it even tasted different or is it differently?
So then I had to decide if I should bite off the corners first or plunge right into the middle.
I'm not that crazy, silly, I took off the corners first.
Just a new experience I wanted to share with y'all. 

Sunday, August 24, 2014

When the connection breaks.

Yesterday was a bad internet day in, what we thought, was the Altamore house.
We felt sooooo much better when we found out last night we weren't alone.
Misery loves company.
We had moments of connect-ability but most of the day was a "day without internet."  
It's like a day without sunshine.
I love having the world at my fingertips.  If I want access to really important info like . . . what's up with that actress's eye on NCIS?  Or how to safely clean my keyboard without causing huge problems - there's my trusty 'puter and answers at my fingertips.
About three quarters through the mess, we had to leave the house and forage for food - we were so frustrated.
Just before we left the house I experience a short, very short, moment of "was life simpler before the world opened up to us?"
Maybe.
I have about 2 seconds of patience when there's a techy problem going on but thankfully, "Petey the pitbull" with tenacity by the busload hangs in there looking for a solution.  
It's a new day and we're back on track with internet moving like shit through a goose.
Thank you to whoever made that happen.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

30 Word Thursday: done

It's been fun and interesting and challenging.
Thursdays seem to come along quickly, though.
I'm not really into the "throw back Thursday" thing.
So it's "normal" Thursdays from now on.