The annual fair has come to town!

Imma gonna be all over some candy apple and cotton candy like no body's business.
S'sly, you will either applaud in admiration; or the resulting sugar coma may disgust you enough to throw up a little in your mouth.

And then Imma gonna ride the spinning monkey till my kids faces all start to blur and they can't decide whether to laugh their bellies sore.......or scream "stop mom. Mommy make it stop!  my tummy hurts....."

Oh, I love this ride.  can't. get.enough

 Sorry, puke appears to be a theme this week on the blog.

And no, I won't be bringing candles to the fair.   they might burn the overstuffed prize Left Brain is gonna win for me in the shooting gallery.   Because nothing says Big Love like knowing how to handle a big gun.

Er, something like that.  
I may still be on an anniversary high.

So I started this post late last night and woke up this morning to Rain.    As in downpour.   For the past 24 hours.
Are you kidding me?
No rain for garden this year and it's dying.  I didn't even bother buying flowers.
No rain for camping this year, which yes means we stayed dry, but had to endure a fire ban.

But the fair comes to town and suddenly I need to build an ark and collect all the animals by twos'?
(no, no, no bunnies....I said TWO!)

Mother Nature - there's just no reasoning with you sometimes.


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This week’s statements:

1.  When I was little my mom would let me spend most of the summer at my grandparents farm.  Horses and hay and home-made bread, oh my!    Best.Memories.Ever.

2.  Caffeine is my favourite condiment.   Seriously, I put that sh@t on everything ;)

3.   I don't like to celebrate too strenuously anymore because.....well, let's just be honest:  kids kill the buzz.  And late nights are not conducive to early morning rising of the pitter-patter feet type.     And why, why, why for the love of all that is peaceful and quiet does every darn toy these days light up, flash and play music!!?    Who started that.   

Although, if you invite me to your kids' party - I'm totally bringing one as a gift.  
What can I say.   Misery loves company y'all.

4.  My kids toys  take(s) up more space than any toy box can contain and I can never walk through my house without stepping on some errant piece of Lego (death trap) or little Barbie accessory.

Hilary - I WISH I had your shoe/closet problem!

What's your favourite ride or treat at the fair?    

 warm wishes sign