State Fair Headaches
My husband and I managed to squeeze out a couple good hours late yesterday to head over to the fair. It was a compromise...be rained on or sweat your pants off. The rain and the heat not withstanding, our biggest problem yesterday, once we did a large enough circle around the fairgrounds to NOT have to make a left hand turn, was actually being able to put the dang car somewhere so we could go get our annual order of deep fried cheese.
I suppose parking at the fair worked out just fine in 1940, but the only way I can describe it now is bedlam. It took us a half hour to actually set tires in the grounds and get onto the racetrack to park. Add that to the half hour it took us to get close to the grounds (with all the "no left turn" signs everywhere) and we're already an hour invested in this trip. We live five minutes from the grounds. Having this process take an hour is insane. Maybe for next year we could find a more productive way to handle traffic?
Trailer Parking at Hale Leaves Bad Taste?
Any of you familiar with this story? Various trailers that transported animals to the fair are being parked in Nathan Hale's parking lot. Apparently some of the neighbors are less than excited about it. One mentioned, this "...will set a bad precedent, which will permit the degradation and devaluation of the subdivision."
The article goes on to say that security will be stationed at Hale and all trailers are clean. What would be the problem that is so bad that we are devaluing the subdivision? Seems a little exaggerated? It sounds like a decent money making opportunity for the school to boot. Money that will, hopefully, be put back into our children's educations. Couldn't we put up with a short lived, potential discomfort for that?
Help! The weeds are out to get me!
As I sit in my home office, I can look out the window and see the 8 bushes my husband and I planted a couple of summers ago. They aren't growing as quickly as we would like -- probably could use some raindrops falling from the sky.
Interestingly, from this same window, I can see a weed almost the size of my bushes that, apparently, doesn't require a drop of water to grow and flourish.
