A Fair Weekend

I love a good fair.  Or even a bad fair, for that matter.  Where there's a fair, there's food.  And really, who are we kidding?  It's all about the food.  For me, at least.  I can do without the rides and can take or leave the games.  But the food?  Now that will get me to a fair any day.

Feeling close to home with the cheese steak. 

Was this necessary?  Nope.  Did I eat all of that disgusting fried goodness?  Yessiree. 

I'm pretty sure they had everything you could imagine of the fried variety---snickers, PB&Js, grilled cheese sammies, buck eyes, and even smores, which sadly I didn't realize until after I ordered.  I decided on a combo of fried Oreos and Nutter Butters, which did not dissapoint.  I restrained myself from the Hershey's syrup drizzle they offered, ya know, because I'm counting calories and all.  #backonthewagonMondayforreal.  We also had an ear of roasted corn, which was probably the best thing I've ever eaten in my life. 

I was a little bummed because Paul was manning the good camera, which had a full memory card {I must've forgotten to delete all the photos from my last upload off of the card}, so we didn't get many good pics of Elena's first merry-go-round ride.  That might not be a bad thing, though, considering I get motion sickness and was fifty shades of green by the time that thing stopped.   #thethingswedoforourkids. He did manage some cell phone shots.  Ironically, I seem to be smiling, which must be the result of some Mom instinct that kicks in so you don't scare the living shit out of your child.  But even my fake-ass perma-grin couldn't fool this kid.  No tears were shed {by either of us, for the record. thankyouverymuch.} but she was clearly not a fan. 

Smiles indicate we were not in motion yet. 

Here I am lying to my child. "Yea!  We're having fun!"

 Clearly I deserve some props for that last shot.  I mean, look at me.  I genuinely look like I'm enjoying myself.  The sunnies are hiding the fear in my eyes.  Like I said, I could do without the rides.  Adrenaline junkie, I am not. 

It was hot as balls so we escaped inside for some air conditioned and even managed a decent family photo with what appears to be our State mascot....

Elena is totally still pissed at me from the Merry-go-round

 So, despite the heat and the merry-go-round fail, it was a worthwhile trip for the memories, and of course, the eats.  We're really trying to embrace being mid-westerners and I'd say this was a good start!