Tag: fun

Farmers’ Fine Arts

A.K.A. The Indiana State Fair.

More on that in a minute. First, some real Fine Arts results.

Ashley Pounders performed her Sign Language Solo today and did an absolutely fantastic job. At least, as far as I know, since I don’t know sign language. I honestly had no doubt she would receive a “Superior with Honors” rating. However, I was wrong, and she only received a “Superior” rating.

Along with that, Shae’s Book Chapter also received a “Superior” rating. I have no idea why it wasn’t a better rating, because it was a great piece of writing. Yes, I’m biased.

Aaaargh.

But at least there was the fair.

After a day of watching Fine Arts events and walking around the exhibit areas and time practicing, we headed to the opening day of the 151st Indiana State Fair. It’s a very large fair. We saw pigs and cows and a donkey competition and horses and mules, we walked through the midway, and rode the tram around the grounds, and rode go-karts around a track.

Then there was the deep fried Pepsi. And deep-fried Oreos and deep-fried Snickers and deep-fried Reese’s. Not bad.

There was dancing and corn and the world’s largest boar and the world’s largest strawberry shortcake and a very scary baby rattler. (If you see Sam, ask him about it.)

I think everyone had a good time. Now a very tired group gets ready for another big day tomorrow.

(Pictures: top-Ashley, Shae, and Sam try the deep-fried sweets, including Pepsi, Oreos, Snickers, and Reese’s; middle-Sam and Evan; bottom-Adam had the fast car at the track.)

CDP #43 is Available

If you haven’t already seen/heard, episode #43 of the Church Drama Podcast is now available. We had a lot of fun. It was Mary-Jane’s birthday so we got a little loud with the party horns. Sadly, Trudi didn’t bring any underwear. (You’ll have to watch to get that inside joke.)

Fireworks and Loud Music

Fireworks and loud music.

I’m sure that’s what every signer of the Declaration of Independence had in mind 231 years ago.

On the philosophical side of things – isn’t that the way it is with most things? No matter what the original purpose and intent of your actions, there are always unexpected consequences and tangents that are created later because of what happened.

Christmas, Easter, Memorial Day, Thanksgiving…I’m sure that everyone that first celebrated those events – from the early Christians to the Pilgrims and others – would be astounded on what happens on these holy-days. Likewise, many of the things we take for granted as being part of the Independence Day tradition weren’t even dreamed of back then. Hot dogs. Baseball. Lee Greenwood. Mall parking lots.

So, there we were last night – the 3rd, not the 4th of July – in the parking lot of the Miromar Outlet Mall, listenening – and sometimes trying not to listen – to very loud blues, jazz and rock ‘n roll by the Mambo Brothers Blues Band, waiting with thousands of other people for the fireworks. It was scheduled for “dusk” – which really meant 9:30pm.

<---Mr. Happy smiles for the camera.

It was a very good show, when it finally started. These are a couple of pictures from my iPhone.

After it was over, and we got back to the van – it was another 45 minutes getting out of the parking lot through the mass of cars. We were very glad we went. Another great family outing.

Happy 4th!

Below: Trudi, Shae and Sam put up with Dad, although Sam can’t figure out what I’m doing.