So the county themed party last night he-hawed with county star curls and cowboys tipping hats to beer sipping prairie girls.
Becideds the music, the whole night ended up being quite enjoyable. I ended up trying on many different outfits for the rootin tootin occasion, but found myself in a little country dress that i got at a thrift store in Carbondale Illinois. I tied the outfit together with a hot pink bandanna, hounds-tooth socks, peasant loafers, a long necklace and pigtails. I think the look worked...at least i hope it did.
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| Me (middle) in front a of a Sheep Shearing station at the Fair |
It was so funny. I felt the youth awakeining glee that only fresh squeezed lemonade, friend zucchini, live horse races, and peeting zoos can provide a city girl like me. I was whisked back to memories of going to the Small fairs in Illinois, of eating funnel cake with my dad, and riding the incredibly unsafe rides designed to make children both cry and scream.
It was a beautiful, hot, crowded, blast from the past. and to top it all off I actually won a goldfish. Yep a Real live goldfish. I have named him Gold Fishington.
He managed to live as i walked through the 90 degree heat, which makes me think he is a winner. When we got home, I moved him from the small cup of dirty water the carny provided me, into a bigger small bowl with some blue gravel that was left over from the untimely death of my former Beta Fish, Slim Fishington. I think he is a good fish, and will fit in nicely with the cat, dog, and husband in the Tessa Face zoo.
Well, tomorrow starts my " hit the ground running day" and will also begin a series of blog entries which i am going to call the "funemployment diaries." catchy huh?
xoxo,
Tessa Face



