Fried oreos and one big fat ugly snow storm…

So on Monday, Kris, Lori and I loaded the kids (minus Noah, who was at school) in the van and headed over to Tampa to spend the day at the Florida State Fair.

We had a great time.  We toured Cracker Country (where Isaac saw a fabulous model train display in the train depot), looked at a bunch of arts and crafts and did the midway thing.

One of the livestock tents was set up to cater to children, with lots of momma and baby animals.  At one end of the tent, a cow was giving birth.  They had some bleachers set up where you could sit and watch.  Thankfully, Isaac wasn’t interested in the cow and wanted to go see the chicks that were hatching.  I happily obliged as I figured that it would be infinitely easier to explain a chick coming out of an egg as opposed to a calf coming out of…

You know you’re touring with a pregnant lady when you are walking through the fairgrounds, spouting off all of the entertainment options for the day and all that she keeps saying in response to your efforts to make plans is “oooo…fried oreos.”  “oooo…fried butter.”  “ooooo….funnel cakes”.  “oooo….fried candy bars”.

I’m just sayin’.

I wasn’t feeling any of the fried sweet stuff.

My craving du jour was SALT and I mean lots of it.  So I picked up a big container of fair fries, doused them with vinegar and salt and poured ketchup all over them.

heaven.

Here’s a few pictures from our day…

So that was our Monday.

On Tuesday morning, Doug flew to Ohio for a gig, which was supposed to occur Tuesday night.

Because of the mean and nasty snow storm that blew through those parts Tuesday and Wednesday, the schedule changed at the last minute and the event ended up being rescheduled for last night (Wednesday).  Since the airlines are playing catch-up from the storm, the guys were stuck up there until late this afternoon.  Thankfully, the client sprang for first class tickets just to get them on a plane…otherwise they might not have made it home tonight.  So…for only the second time in their 16 year group history, the guys were snowed in at a gig.  Doug missed church tonight…(boo! big ugly snow storm)…but one of our leaders was ready and willing to step in and teach.

The boys have done really well while Doug has been gone…mostly because my parents have stepped in to help as they always do .  I knew that I had a challenge on my hands when a 24 hour gig suddenly expanded to 3 days, but my parents helped keep them busy and distracted.  Woo-hoo for that.

Well…that’s about it for our crazy week.

I hope that you are enjoying yours…