So the County Fair is a summer EVENT in this county. Has been all my life. Of course, it has meant different things to me throughout the years. Some things change, and some never do. I haven't ridden the Ferris wheel or the Scrambler, tossed a dart at a balloon or a ping pong ball at a fish bowl, or walked around the "midway," such as it is, in many years. On the other hand, I ate my share of Fowlers cinnamon and fireball taffy this year, like I have every year for at least 40 years. I ate a candy apple, and 3 sugar waffles and drank fresh-squeezed lemonaide and did not pass up the Italian sausage with peppers and onions. New this year, and pretty much my whole reason for going was this, the demolition derby. My 17 year old LIVES for demolition derbies. Apparently, so do many other people in this county. It was PACKED.
And it rained. And thundered and lightninged and made the track even more of a mucked up muddy mess than they intended. And it is ridiculously loud, and the cars spatter mud and in general, this would NOT be my kind of Saturday afternoon fun. But, when your kid is driving a Redneck PD car, and eating fried deep fried corn dogs like there's no tomorrow, can you help but have fun? I really did have a great time! I don't have to go to another one,(oh, wait, did I say that? I MEANT, of course, that I don't have another one to GO to) until Labor Day weekend. Whew. It's almost too much fun for one summer.