I'm still thinking about the fair....... visions of french fries dancing.... never mind.
My challenge is to all of you crafty people - Let's put something in the exhibition hall next year!!! I know we can do it! I strolled through the other day and said to myself "Self, why don't you do something for this fair next year. Afterall you have become quite the fantastic beginner crafter (if I must say so myself - making blackberry jam, kitchen curtains, a quilt and purse qualifies me as crafter, supervision (thank god!) qualifies me as beginner)
So, folks, I think it's time to - for the very first time (remember I'll be turning 50 soon and 50 is my year of firsts) enter my wares into the country fair - makes me feel like Laura Ingalls, how cool is that.
I'm gonna plan on it. Oh, and I'm not looking for the blue ribbon, just the participation certificate to hang on the Wall of Firsts for Fifty! Are you gonna join me?
So, what is it about a challenge that makes you forget your fears - okay, not forget, but put them at bay - Do you have what it takes to step up to my challenge?!
Friday, September 30, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
What about.... today
There are some dates in time that will always be remembered.
Today is one - 32 years ago today, Fernando (now you'll have to go back and read - never mind, I never really told you why I call Jeff, Fernando- but I will someday) bought me a gold ring with a shiny stone and put it on my left ring finger. It's better than the bright red lobster ring he bought me in 5th grade on the class trip to Pemaquid or the silver ring with a stone - picked off the driveway and glued to the top - I don't remember when I received that beautiful gem. The lobster ring made a much bigger impression. After a very short courtship or a very long friendship - whichever way you choose to see it - wait, change that .... After a very short courtship AND a very long friendship we were engaged.
So, today we are still friends, oh, and married. Gotta go.... My BFF (Jeff) just called.
Today is one - 32 years ago today, Fernando (now you'll have to go back and read - never mind, I never really told you why I call Jeff, Fernando- but I will someday) bought me a gold ring with a shiny stone and put it on my left ring finger. It's better than the bright red lobster ring he bought me in 5th grade on the class trip to Pemaquid or the silver ring with a stone - picked off the driveway and glued to the top - I don't remember when I received that beautiful gem. The lobster ring made a much bigger impression. After a very short courtship or a very long friendship - whichever way you choose to see it - wait, change that .... After a very short courtship AND a very long friendship we were engaged.
So, today we are still friends, oh, and married. Gotta go.... My BFF (Jeff) just called.
What about ....the fair
Things I have learned from working/volunteering at the Fair......
1. I will never, ever again wear anything with spaghetti straps - and leave my house!
2. Dirty old men - there still out there people
3. Most people are generally good, kind and forgiving
4. Some people are rotten, mean and - I'll stop there.
5. Manners - would it hurt kids to ask "Can I have an order of french fries" instead of "I need fries" A please and thank you would be nice - but really, I'd settle for a kind attitude and smile, instead of a scowl and a demand.
6. I like fair food.
7. After 3 days of fair food, I don't like it so much.
8. There really is a huge difference between the country mouse and the city mouse - I was completely fascinated by the people that would stand and watch cows milking - machine milking - How many would have loved to milk that baby by hand. I know I would've loved to watched them watch.
9. Little girls love to look at tractors.
10. Tractor pulls - still don't get it
11. When you bet on a horse with the name "Martini with Olives" and think it will actually win - you've been at the fair too long.
12. I still get a little tingling in the tummy when I hear "starter call the pacers". Don't know why - I don't even watch the races - I think it's one of those childhood memories, remembering how everyone would walk to the fence with tickets in hand everytime I heard it.
13. Seeing Aunt Sharon strolling the races, means all is right with the world. (again, those childhood memories)
14. I wanted to stop on the last one, but it's number 13 so....... fair bathrooms - no matter how much you clean those things - still nasty, smelly.... but I now know, I can hold my breath, pee, wash me hands - all in under a minute. Speed peeing!
So, what is it about the fair that keeps calling my name. "Pam" "oh Pam!" "We have fries for you.....While you're eating those we've got cow poop to step in, lots of dust blowing around from the pullings/races, there's hours of standing on your feet wearing those ever so stylish rubber glove and serving up the burgers, we'll even throw in some really, really, loud truck noises and then to top it all off, we'll keep you up all night with a stomach ache!" OMG! I can't wait til next year!
1. I will never, ever again wear anything with spaghetti straps - and leave my house!
2. Dirty old men - there still out there people
3. Most people are generally good, kind and forgiving
4. Some people are rotten, mean and - I'll stop there.
5. Manners - would it hurt kids to ask "Can I have an order of french fries" instead of "I need fries" A please and thank you would be nice - but really, I'd settle for a kind attitude and smile, instead of a scowl and a demand.
6. I like fair food.
7. After 3 days of fair food, I don't like it so much.
8. There really is a huge difference between the country mouse and the city mouse - I was completely fascinated by the people that would stand and watch cows milking - machine milking - How many would have loved to milk that baby by hand. I know I would've loved to watched them watch.
9. Little girls love to look at tractors.
10. Tractor pulls - still don't get it
11. When you bet on a horse with the name "Martini with Olives" and think it will actually win - you've been at the fair too long.
12. I still get a little tingling in the tummy when I hear "starter call the pacers". Don't know why - I don't even watch the races - I think it's one of those childhood memories, remembering how everyone would walk to the fence with tickets in hand everytime I heard it.
13. Seeing Aunt Sharon strolling the races, means all is right with the world. (again, those childhood memories)
14. I wanted to stop on the last one, but it's number 13 so....... fair bathrooms - no matter how much you clean those things - still nasty, smelly.... but I now know, I can hold my breath, pee, wash me hands - all in under a minute. Speed peeing!
So, what is it about the fair that keeps calling my name. "Pam" "oh Pam!" "We have fries for you.....While you're eating those we've got cow poop to step in, lots of dust blowing around from the pullings/races, there's hours of standing on your feet wearing those ever so stylish rubber glove and serving up the burgers, we'll even throw in some really, really, loud truck noises and then to top it all off, we'll keep you up all night with a stomach ache!" OMG! I can't wait til next year!
Friday, September 16, 2011
What about....???
What about..... this file I keep on my computer? It is a file I have labeled "daily inspirations", it has quotes and sayings that I started keeping way back in 2000. I was never sure why I kept these but I have decided that I'm gonna share. I'll post them on days when my creative writing dial doesn't turn up all the way to high.
Some of these will be funny, some insightful, others will be motivating while some will bring tears to your eyes. I will take them from the file as they are - in no special order.
So with that...........
Next on the list -
I know God promises not to give me more than I can handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much
Some of these will be funny, some insightful, others will be motivating while some will bring tears to your eyes. I will take them from the file as they are - in no special order.
So with that...........
Next on the list -
I know God promises not to give me more than I can handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much
Monday, September 12, 2011
What about....???
What about..... this file I keep on my computer? It is a file I have labeled "daily inspirations", it has quotes and sayings that I started keeping way back in 2000. I was never sure why I kept these but I have decided that I'm gonna share. I'll post them on days when my creative writing dial doesn't turn up all the way to high.
Some of these will be funny, some insightful, others will be motivating while some will bring tears to your eyes. I will take them from the file as they are - in no special order.
So with that...........
Next on the list -
When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.
Some of these will be funny, some insightful, others will be motivating while some will bring tears to your eyes. I will take them from the file as they are - in no special order.
So with that...........
Next on the list -
When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.
Friday, September 9, 2011
What about....turning 50
Not me! It's Jeff that's turning 50. I've got another 4 months
I asked him what he would like to do for this big celebration - is there something you'd like to do, somewhere you'd like to go, something you'd like to see? (We made promises to each other a long time ago - no big surprise birthday parties)
His answer "No, not really"
To which I replied - "I'm gonna do something big for my 50th"
Jeff: "Like what"
Pam: "Don't know - but I'm working on it"
Jeff: "You have no idea, do you?"
Pam: "Nope"
So, What is it about turning 50 that makes us want to celebrate, but we just don't know what celebrating to do. Do we hike the Appliachian Trail, climb Mt. Washington, swim the English Chanel, go skydiving or bungee jumping? OR....... should we just call it the year of fun - the year of firsts - do things for the first time, ya' know - "this is the first time I've done this" - rock concert, run around the house barefoot in the middle of winter, visit Fryeburg Fair, run a 5K, sing scaryokee, hmm - I'm gonna have to think about this one a little more........
I asked him what he would like to do for this big celebration - is there something you'd like to do, somewhere you'd like to go, something you'd like to see? (We made promises to each other a long time ago - no big surprise birthday parties)
His answer "No, not really"
To which I replied - "I'm gonna do something big for my 50th"
Jeff: "Like what"
Pam: "Don't know - but I'm working on it"
Jeff: "You have no idea, do you?"
Pam: "Nope"
So, What is it about turning 50 that makes us want to celebrate, but we just don't know what celebrating to do. Do we hike the Appliachian Trail, climb Mt. Washington, swim the English Chanel, go skydiving or bungee jumping? OR....... should we just call it the year of fun - the year of firsts - do things for the first time, ya' know - "this is the first time I've done this" - rock concert, run around the house barefoot in the middle of winter, visit Fryeburg Fair, run a 5K, sing scaryokee, hmm - I'm gonna have to think about this one a little more........
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