Thursday, October 5, 2017

Fair time...

It's that time of year!  Fair time!  Now I don't get real excited about our fair but we decided to take the granddaughter because one of her favorite Christian bands was playing.  That is probably the biggest reason, besides we had free tickets.  Now I don't mind going and seeing the exhibits, animals, and a concert or rodeo, but the midway and the overly priced food, really doesn't interest me.  Of course, since we had little miss with us, I didn't get to see any of the exhibits or the other stuff.  Really, our fair is too big for my liking and far too commercialized.  I like the old timey country fairs, myself.  We don't see many of those around here.  That makes me miss our old home.  But anyhow...


I did manage to see this exhibit.  These are butter sculptors and that is a whole bunch of butter!  It always amazes me to see this.  Of course, my inner tight wad always comes out and I think about how much that butter cost and how many people would have enjoyed a little butter on their toast or baked potato.  Don't you just hate your inner self sometimes!  

We've had quite a bit of very beneficial rain, the past few days.  Made for some wonderful naps, too.  The only down side was I couldn't take my grandson outside to play.   He drives me crazy, going to the door and yelling for me to open it!  I am so thankful that my grandchildren would rather be outside than in front of the television, but I wish they understood sometimes we just can't go out!  Maybe tomorrow, he can go out and ride his little electric John Deere tractor.

The other day, we had a stray dog show up at our place.  He was a sweet dog but he had an attitude towards my cat and the other animals.  He got along with Jasper (our leopard catahoula) but our old boy, Roy, sure didn't like him.  I should have had my Mister load him up and take him to the humane society, but as with people, I always give animals a chance.  I shouldn't have...I know better.  Well, long story short, he killed our last chicken, which is the one my granddaughter hand raised.  I think I posted about that chicken before.  She would follow my granddaughter around, let her pick her up, and really didn't want anything to do with anyone but my granddaughter.  We haven't told her, yet, but I know she will be mad and sad, all at the same time.  I don't have any plans to get more chickens but if the Princess wants more chickens, we will get some.


Thankfully, that dog didn't get into the goat pen but Betty Goat was still a bit shaken up.  Even though I am ready to get rid of all of our barn animals, I don't like to see them go that way.  I know I will get some hate mail but when you live in the country and have animals, you do what you have to do, so my Mister put that dog down because I am always fearful that if a dog will kill an animal, it may also attack one of my grandbabies.  It makes me sad to have to do that but better safe than sorry.


This is a picture of my granddaughter, and Mister, at the concert.  She loved it but I would too if I got a seat like that!  LoL

I am counting down the days until our Ladies Retreat!  Nine days and counting!  No kids, no husbands, no housework, no laundry!  Nothing but my church sisters, praise & worship, lots of talking, bonding, laughing, and good food!  I can't wait!  

Well, it is getting to be my bedtime so I will say goodnight!  

Grace & Peace,
Pam