Saturday, August 20, 2005

The Fair

I ate a corndog.

I watched Tower of Power and I ended up sitting by my ex next door neighbors Garth and his mom. Garth is 2 years older than me and his sister Chris is 1 year younger. Every time I see Garth I think about the time that Chris & I fed him a dog food sandwich and told him it was meatloaf. Boy those were the good old days.

I saw the chickens.

My children won salad dressing.

I entered the raffle to win a quilt.

The fair has basically stayed the same since I was a kid. And I'm sure that next year will be just like this year with one exception--we won't be there. We will be in Washington.

But someday I will go to the fair again. And it will be just the same. Maybe I will run into Garth. And if I do I will apologize for the dog food sandwich thing.

Friday, August 12, 2005

Dilemma in Panda Express

So today the boys and I are eating at Panda Express and this woman comes out of the bathroom and she has a paper toilet seat cover sticking out of the back of her pants. She had a friend with her and I kept waiting for the friend to notice but she never did, then they sat down and I wanted to say something politely to alert her but I didn't have the words. "Excuse me, but you brought something out from the bathroom and you might want to go put it back" "You need to go back into the bathroom and check yourself" or how about this one, "Hey, if you are flushing the toilet, and you notice that the toilet seat paper is not in the toilet, you might think about where that paper might be!" Anyway, we left and I never told her. All I know is that if that happened to me that I would appreciate being told. And you know how these things come around. Now I can never again use a toilet seat paper because it will end up hanging out of my pants and nobody will tell me!

Sunday, August 07, 2005

I followed the Yellow Brick Road

You simply have not lived until you have heard a theatre full of people singing along to "the Wizard of Oz". It's great. The next time I find a dead gopher or mouse on my porch from the cats I will be sure to sing...

"As coroner, I must aver
I thoroughly examined her,
And she's not only merely dead,
She's really most sincerely dead!"

Tra la la la la, la la la, la la la, Tra la la la la, la la!

I wonder what my neighbors will think of that!