Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Food Fare At the Fair and Other Such Nonsense

I'm a little late posting our Texas State Fair pics. Quite frankly, I'm still in recovery mode from all the walking. Actually, I've just been L-A-Z-Y.

And so many pictures to load. Sheesh. The family kind of expects me to, you know, cook and wash and basically take care of them, so this one has taken a bit of time. Sorry for the delay.

It was a fun-filled day, but I must admit; going to the fair with an 8 year old, 5 year old and 1 year old while 31 weeks pregnant is INSANE!!

But I'm good. Really.

Monk is already talking about next year. Next year? That would mean a 9 year old, 6 year old, 2 year old and nursing 10 month old.

Uh, no. Oh wait, that would be uh, ....NOOOOOOO!

Let's not get ahead of ourselves though. Here is a brief look at last week's day of fun...woo-hoo!

Apparently I thought the "school marm" hairdo worked for me. Also, my shirt says, "Expecting" because you know, I wanted to make sure people could figure it out.

The closest Sis will ever come to nature. Milking a plastic cow.

This is what happens in families with too many girls in succession. The daughters have to sit upon John Deere tractors.

You wouldn't believe me if I didn't show you the sign.

Monk's first bite. He was looking for some sort of deep fried bacon serendipity, but was sorely disappointed. On a scale of 1-10, the Chicken Fried Bacon only fared about a 5. A sad, sad day in Monkville.

Tornado Taters. DEE-LISH-US! Not quite a fry and not quite a chip, but somewhere in the middle and Oh - So - Good!!

Monk and the girls holding their golden Fletcher's Corn Dog. Now that's serendipity, baby. My girls were not particularly thrilled with them. Philistines.

Hope was my good child. She loved them.

Deep fried S'more. I bought this for the girls, who normally love s'mores made in our fireplace. They wouldn't touch it. Philistines. Scale of 1-10....7 or 8.

Fire and Ice. That's the fancy name for deep fried pineapple with a cherry sauce and whipped cream flash frozen with liquid nitrogen. The dessert smoked....very cool effect. Best dessert of the day, by far.


Monk, with his usual balance and grace, lost hold of it and most of it ended up on the ground. And all down the front of him. So much so that we had to purchase him a new t-shirt to the tune of $25 bucks! I love the man, but heaven help him with his food spilling ways.

Who knew corn dogs were sleep-aids as well.

The sweetest thangs at the fair!

And what's a fair without cotton candy? You know, cotton candy is truly an oldie, but a goodie.

Anyone for a fixed Midway game or two? I hate Midway games. We only allowed the bigger girls two games each and it about killed me to spend the money one them. One of the biggest rackets of all time.

Oh yeah. Deep fried Peanut Butter, Jelly and Banana Sandwiches. 'Nuf said.

And oh the fun they had on the tea cups. They were the only ones on the ride and the attendant let them ride a little longer. Like to the point to where I thought one, or both, were going to hurl.

Down the slide of the obstacle course.

And here comes number two....uh..let me rephrase comes Liv down the slide.

And quite possibly my favorite picture of the day....

The Aftermath. Hair torn down, dirty knees and sucking on a rock candy stick. Don't give me any grief over the candy. It wasn't flavored or colored, just good old fashioned sugar. We saved the artificially flavored and colored ones for the other kids. Because we are good parents.

And there you have it. It makes me tired just typing about it and looking at the pictures. I'm very glad that the fair comes only once a year.

Our arteries would disown us, otherwise.


Lizardbreath said...

We were sorely dissappointed at the bacon as well. We'd rather just have the bacon. You are much nicer parents than we, as we didn't even allow them one midway game. The rides, well maybe I should just do my own post. Looks like you had a blast.

Shelly said...

Good grief, girl! That's a lot of fried food! Guess y'all can handle it better than us. The bacon - yeah, it was a disappointment. I heard SC's fair did chocolate covered bacon! Hmm . . .

Christine said...

Wow....what isn't deep fried, at fairs, anymore? How was the peanut butter and jelly sandwich? Hope is so cute in the carseat picture. By the way, what is wrong with a little artificial helps make the world go Your "expecting" shirt is very cute. ;)

Jill said...

My arteries are clogged just looking at the pictures, but my heart is melted. What cute kiddos, even the one under the "expecting" shirt. Guess it won't be long now. In the meantime, no grief about the sugar or the deep fried junk. Fair Food is all good for long as you only eat it once a year. At least that is how I justify it.

Jessie's Girls said...

Thanks for reminding me how much I like the word "Philistine". I had vowed a while back to start using it casually, but I'm afraid I kind of fell off the train. I'll have to try to work it back into circulation...
However, I'm not sure that we use that word to describe someone who does not enjoy carney fare. I would probably apply it to the carneys first.

Sgt and Mrs Hub said...

Oh, you know you'll be there with bells on next year!!

The corn dogs and all other manner of delicious deep-fried food will be demanding to be eaten.

You wouldn't want to hurt it's feelings, now would you??

Looks like a GREAT time!

You're expecting???


Tiffany said...

Oh wow, the food looks amazing (and about 10,000 calories lol) I told my husband we should take a "trip" to Texas (we live in Ohio lol) to go to the state fair. He agreed because he wants to go down for a football game one year. So there's a chance! hahaha. Anyway, looks like the family had a great time!