My head is spinning with all the gadgets that are available to us nowadays. I'm on the fence as far as whether or not to purchase an IPad. We have a home computer (desktop); I have a phone that I can access the Web with (nothing fancy); I have a portable DVD player so I can go out on the patio and watch a movie that I rented....and this doesn't happen often. I work full time and when I am home, we are always busy doing something around the house or enjoying the benefits of rummaging, shopping, visiting or home upkeep. Would I really spend that much time on the IPad? I could just opt for another, cheaper option - i.e. a Kindle or Nook or something similar. But, the cost or difference between these other options and the IPad are not the issue. Would I use it? Our friends who have them are retired and have time to sit and read a downloaded book or surf the web, etc. I usually get my books from the thrift stores, rummage sales, friends or the library....
On the other hand, I can wait 2 more years until I have my 30 years in at my company and get the newest and latest electronic gizmo for my anniversary. This year, people with 20+ years in got an IPad, if they chose it from the company. We get anniversary gifts at 10-year intervals.
First, a quick quiz...
Well, this entry won't be too exciting. When I wrote Part 1 last night, I was under the impression that I would have oodles and oodles of anecdotes as (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Son, Mitten, along his friend The First "She Is The One" went to the Fair during the day, and (Sponsor's Name Here)'s Official Step-daughter, Sloppy, along with her friend Larry II also spent much of the day there. (Side note; Sorry for leading with the truth, but at this point, the Hit-o-Meter has already registered your visit to my site, and I thank you).
Am I the only one that has grown completely tired of this constant heat and humidity? You know what I am doing this afternoon? Hunkering in my bunker and watching Once Upon a Time in America from the DVR (you know, it is Mob Week on AMC). Watching that four hour movie should get me to dinner time.
This idea I had about writing a blog without living three blocks from the Fair is tougher than it looks... the good news is that I will likely be going to the Fair twice on Sunday (once with My-Sugar-Na) and once with Bowlers' Pro Shop's Official Daughter, Gooey (though I am still not sure how that sounds, Joe).
I do love the State Fair, despite (or myabe in spite of) how similar the Fair is every year, while changing just enough to keep it interesting. I didn't do anything differently than I have at previous Fairs, but I had just as good of a time as ever.
Tuesday marks the halfway point of the eleven day run. The "It's finally Here!" mood has subsuded, the "Is it over yet?" feelins haven't begun, and other than being able to turn left this year because I live far enough away, the Fair isn't affecting me.
Let's just say you are trucking along in life. You’re doing a-ok, at least in your eyes. Your life, for the most part, is within normal limits. Once in a while you do something out of the ordinary, add a little spice to your life. Whether it’s a trip, tattoo, hair style, new friend, hobby or other, you’ve decided to go in a new direction. Maybe you’ve started dating or joined a website for that particular purpose. Either way, there’s always going to be someone, in your inner circle, who has something to say. And usually it’s not a good thing.
Crazy Grazin' Day was a little warmer than it was when we were there on Sunday, and that allowed for a day-long, glorious walk through the less-attended Fair. We knew it would be better when we drove to the old neighborhood and parked less than a block from our old house. Nobody on Orchard St. was out parking cars (though, in fairness, it was just past Noon-thirty).
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I allow myself one punt per State Fair season. That is today, and in looking at the history, it always appears to be Day 7. To reiterate, I no longer live close enough to the State Fair to get involved with neighborhood buzz, and the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel refuses to give me ideas, managing only to tell me how to eat a cream puff (Side note; I can solve that in one sentence. "You only get it wrong once".)
Brought to you by Bowlers Pro Shop. Becuase which is more fun, watching your bowling ball going 50 feet down the lane, or watching it go 60+ feet AND hitting some pins? And if you stop by and tell Joe Cerar that you saw this blurb on my blog, he'll say "Oh, him."
Though Thursday was cloudy, rainy and cool during the day, most of the first week of the Fair had temperatures at or above 80 degrees and sunny (often with high humidity). As My-Sugar-Na and I made our way through the animal barns the other day, I took the opportunity to interview some of the animals.
Friday evening I took my last of five trips into the State Fair for 2012, and with My-Sugar-Na in tow, we left right after getting home from work with no specific agenda (other than eating dinner and enjoying a crisp evening and not sweating through the day)
The 2012 Wisconsin State Fair ended its run on Sunday, and because no riots, ride malfunctions nor deaths occurred, it passed by without even a reference by the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel or any of the TV news station websites. No blurb I could find... not even a mention that it is now concluded.
I stumbled on this webpage from Milwaukee Magazine that lists most of the Milwaukee area gardening shops, landscapers, stone companies, patio and pool builders and everything you could ever want to do for your outdoor living spaces. It's a great listing of everything all put in one place...
In reviewing the last few years of my life, I'll keep it short and sweet. I've had some unexpected surprises, have been completely unprepared and was not ready for certain circumstances. Let's just say at times I questioned, "Why me?" After a few months, lots of writing and talking with friends, I've come to a conclusion about life in general. One question that comes to mind is, "How do we survive in a world which will throw us into gentle rain and tornadoes, all within a matter of moments?" I think I have the answer.
As a little girl, I remember attending weddings, many to be honest. My mother's family consisted of 8 children, father's included 3. The women were, for the most part, educated, which included a college degree. This included my maternal Grandmother who had, I believe, attended college as well. I remember education being a very important part of our lives. My Grandmother would wrap her arms around me, "Laurie, you're so smart, you've got such a good mind, use it!" Little did she know I was drawn more towards boys than books, but what she doesn't know won't hurt her.
A previous blogger on my blog about an IPAD called me CHEAP. Personally, I don't give a rat's rearend about people who "don't get it". Most of us have to live on a budget. Like me, we were not born with a silver spoon in our mouth and we don't get "handouts" from mom and dad or other family members. We work very hard for a living and what we have is what we "earned". When I was a child, my mother and I had nothing more to eat at times except a can or two of corned beef hash. My mother worked hard but she, at first, did not make a lot of money. As time went on, she improved her earning status. She never accepted welfare or food stamps. After my parents' divorce, my dad gave us money when he felt like working. Back in those days, it wasn't easy to get an absentee father to pay child support. We "managed" because we were "frugal". My mom and I did not buy our clothes at the finest stores and I did not have toys stacked from floor to ceiling but I was a happy kid and I appreciated what she did for me. She instilled reasonable values in me that I kept with me throughout my adult life.
The definition of Cheap is: Stingy; Miserly