Tulsa State Fair 2010

the fair for us started off at 8.30am with breakfast in the Oklahoma building. scrambled eggs, biscuits and gravy, sausage and french fries! oh yeah, and coffee.

off to the poultry judging at 9am!!!!

i want this buff orphington, they are huge! bigger than my dog, well a lot is bigger than wink.

we also got to witness piggies being born.

popi didn't seem to care.

after pork sandwiches, ice cream, icing our own rice krispy treats, chocolate covered strawberries, and corn on the cob, the girls rode on the swings. see them?
we finally went home around 4pm. then the Greek and i went back with popi for dinner of corn dogs, lemonade, and funnel cake! i love the fair.

Vintage Fair Rant From Sept 29,2007

****disclaimer: i do not mean to insult anyone who reads this. i love everyone and all walks of life. don't get upset because i am just spouting off an opinion. i don't want to start poo with people. this is here for entertainment purposes only.


i went to the fair for some hours last night, friday night at the fair. justin and kristi were very kind to be there chatting it up with strangers with me. our poor booth space...we do not get much traffic as we use to. we are right behind john christnor trucking (or whoever he is) and a lovely double wide luxury home, the bestest plastic double wide i have ever been in. if it wasn't for the plasticy creaking feel it would have been nice. i saw one mullet, that i remember. it was attached to a woman who was there with her partner. it was a very nice mullet, 10 out of 10 stars. a nice back wave going on and the top nicely spiked. people with mullets must carry combs in their back pocket, my hair would never stay that bouncy. they were very nice and easy to talk to, unlike a gentleman, okay not very gentle, a guy i talked to. out of my experience in the powersports industry i have come to a small conclusion, just an opinionated conclusion have you, that there are 2 types of motorcyclists. the first is the "if it has 2 wheels" breed. they are like i, where if it has 2 wheels, let me ride. motorcycle, scooter, moped, whatever. it is fun no matter what. i find these people are real "bikers", if they have a harley, they are the old man gray beard, kind leathery kind of man, who gets excited to shoot the shit with you about anything with 2 wheels. there are exceptions to this conclusion. then there is the costumed, as justin puts it, harley rider, who is decked out in overpriced harley logoed clothing and refuse to even acknowledge that other forms of 2 wheeled vehicles could be fun because "it ain't a harley." they buy their lady a harley and when she is too tiny or inexperienced enough to ride the monster get upset and refuse to let her do anything but ride "bitch". i get many women that want to ride with their men but he has a issue with a body part of his and will not let his lady have fun because he has problems. what poo heads. these men are not real bikers. a guy told me last night he would not have one shoved up his *ss. so i asked him if he was afraid it would feel good. the lady he was with fit nice and easy on scooter, i think she just wanted to ride anything so she could be a part of his world, but his manhood was far too small to even consider that. i do not get it. there was a lot more idiotic things he spatted off to me, and i had far too much fun with him. i only saw a couple of mobility scooters, no leashes, nothing too far out of the ordinary, yet. i need to go walk the midway. and i am still on the look out for the deep-fried mashed potatoes.

Stuck at the FAir

I am stuck out at the Tulsa State Fair, in our scooter booth, with head cold. I feel like I am in a bag of cotton candy. Stopped up, can't hear or see straight, and tired to boot. I feel I have done okay with my food choices so far. Sliced caramel apple slices for breakfast, then a smoked pork loin sandwich for lunch, all washed down with coffee, $10 gone. I have many more booths of food to visit.
The girls are at school, my dad will be picking them up after swim lessons and entertaining them till my day time fair shift is over. Juni has lost 2 teeth this year, and another is loose. She just turned 6, not 2 weeks ago! Where is my baby girl gone to? My little Beila is growing too. She is sassy and smart just like her big sister. I am in for so much trouble. I need more memory for my computer so I upload more photos. On my list to do....

spring break

i hate spring break, i hate all holidays that school is out. what am i suppose to do with 2 girls who want to run, scream, play in the mud, eat ice cream and yell at me all day who are cooped up in the scooter shop?

we started the day off with family breakfast with the twins at wild fork and ended up being late to work,oops.

we got a shipment of 7 scoots today and the girls both helped me take plastic and bubble wrap off of them and take the cardboard to the back. they are great helpers, but so much energy. then who appeared out of no where? the ice cream man! so we had to get batman for beila and tweety for juniper. i loved the pink panther one when i was a kid. i did opt for the carmel and pecan ice cream bar for myself. energy galore!



bubbe came and took them to her house to dig in the dirt, thank goodness. they played in the dirt all afternoon there. gardening is what we do best a bubbe's.

for dinner we met the twins again, this time at pei wei. beila fell asleep in the car and slept all through dinner anad the ride home. such an exhasting day. i am ready to jump in bed myself.