This morning Hon and I helped the Kid clean out two turkey pens, three chicken pens, and stalls for four sheep. It was quite a job. More so for Hon and the Kid because they were the muscle behind it all. That's because I kept running into folks to talk with. I can't help it. I'm a bit social.
I will not miss the smell of the barns, be it sheep, poultry, goat, swine, or cattle. Oops, almost forgot the rabbits and horses, too. I still can't get the smell of all that animal compost out of my nose. I will miss the smell of fresh cinnamon rolls and coffee in the morning, fried cheese on a stick at lunch, and a funnel cake chaser. I will not miss what seems to be my personal spot at the back of the parking lot, although I will miss knowing our kids have a great place to go off on their own without me having to worry (the fair itself, no the parking lot).
I want to thank each and every person that makes the fair what it is. Whether you've entered something, shown something, judged something, volunteered to do something, cleaned something, sold something, or gone just for the enjoyment of what the fair has to offer, thank you for making our county fair the greatest Ohio has to offer. May the memories you've created carry you through until next year.
I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted after a week of added excitement and activity. Maybe I should turn in early. You know, just lay down and blissfully fall asleep...just not like that hog up there with the feed bowl stuck to it's, uh, rump roast... Smiling & Waving, Sharon