Yes, I have to admit, I am a lover of the Fair.
This is not just any fair, it is the GREAT MINNESOTA GET TOGETHER!
Every year Kevin and I go back and forth. He thinks I am completely crazy to want to spend an entire day with thousands of other people roaming through the sheep and horse barns, eating anything on a stick, AND bringing my 3 kids along with me. AND I am even crazier to pay over the top prices of food that will most likely clog my arteries and take over a week to burn off because of the calorie content.
To be honest, I really could care less.
Growing up, the fair was not just about the rides, the animals or the people, but more like a turning of the season. It meant that summer was officially over and fall had to begin. Back to writing papers, a routine, and a change in the weather. It meant that snow was about 3 months away rather than 8. It meant no more sleeping in, and a rigid day of schedules. Quite frankly, it was something I despised and loved all at the same time.
This year it had the sme affect on me, but in a different way. I am not the one going back to school, but my daughter. She starts next Wednesday and I can not figure out if I am so excited or ready to break down and cry. It is the turning of another season, another corner in my life. One that I am ready to embark on, but scared at the same time.
So I’ll take those cheese curds, and ice cream and overpriced apples as long as it helps me to face the reality of a turning of the season. (It just might take a few more trips to the gym this week to burn it all off!) Happy Friday.
