Reality {horror} TV: your local fair

Fair. n.
1. A gathering held at a specified time and place for the buying and selling of goods.

2. An exhibition, as of farm products or manufactured goods, usually accompanied by various competitions and entertainments.

3. An exhibition intended to inform people about a product or business opportunity.
4. An event, usually for the benefit of a charity or public institution, including entertainment and the sale of goods.
 
I grew up going to many local fairs to show sheep as a kid. {Yes, we showed sheep at the local fair. It involved leading a sheep around a pen in front of a judge and then getting a ribbon. With braided pig-tails and cowboy boots with jeans tucked in. Laugh it up.}
 
Anyway, Thomas and I have been to two fairs in the past two weeks. Perhaps it is maturity, or maybe the Greenhouse Effect can be blamed, but I didn't realize until this year what a nasty place the fair is. The things available to eat are a nutritionists nightmare. Here is a photo tour for your viewing pleasure:
 
 

                                                  

Here you see my husband enjoying a bratwurst. {barf} This was on the day that he made the practice squad, so we went to the Minnesota State Fair to celebrate. Maybe eating a brat to celebrate was bad luck? Or perhaps it was the fact that Thomas hadn't trimmed his beard in weeks?

                                      

Fresh. Fried. Fruit. Oxymoron. What a nightmare. Needless to say, we did not stoop this low on the Food Pyramid and dine on the fresh fried fruit. But I had to take a photo for my JuicePlus representative, Maggie Grisham.

This past weekend we escaped to the mountains of Franklin, NC to visit Thomas' aunt and uncle with his sister Bekah. Here we are partaking in a classic funnel cake at the Macon County Fair. Bekah and I were covered in powdered sugar like 2 year-olds by the end of this fiasco. But a funnel cake once every 10 years is OK if you ask me. Just make sure you fast the next day. Or week.

How will YOU arrive at the cemetery? One can only hope to go out in style.

And last but certainly not least, here we are trying out the canvas chairs from Napa Auto Parts. Thomas is sitting in the one that will hold up to 1000 lbs. He feet are {unbelievably} not even touching the ground.

We encourage you to support your local fair, but please, do so with caution.