The Fair is a Wonderful Smorgasboard

You've seen Charlotte's Web, right? The movie version, not the book. When Templeton the rat learns, "Oh the fair is a veritable smorgasboard...orgasboard...orgasboard." If you've not seen it, you are indeed missing out on a fine, fine tune. You can watch it here.

It's true. There is so. much. food. at. the. fair.

And we were excited to get a taste of it! So last Wednesday night, Ryan and I set out with a destination of the Howard County Fair. Our first time to go to the fair together - back in the town where we both grew up and went to school!

We started out with one of Ryan's favorites: fried mushrooms!!! {And a lemon shakeup. Not pictured. I'm not sure how that happened. Scrapbooking fail.}

 My first time to have the delicacies...and they were SO GOOD. So glad he introduced me to them.

 We walked around for a bit...and then headed for the crowning moment of the night. The Ferris Wheel. Settle in. There's a story.

I'm not a fan of rides. The up and down and around and spinning and dropping...it's just a nightmare for my stomach and equilibrium. I haven't been on a ride since I was about 10. But I had a secret desire to ride the Ferris Wheel. And Ryan said he would take me on a ride.

So the entire day, I psyched myself up for this ride. For the height. The moving in circles. And I envisioned in my mind that it would be the most romantic little excursion. We would stand in line together and crawl into a cozy little Ferris Wheel basket and cuddle up with one another and kiss as we went in circles...and take pictures...and it would be the most amazing date for me to blog about at this juncture.

 Alas. As we stood in line, Ryan leaned over and whispered in my ear, "This line is pretty long. They might put us in with other people."

I'm sorry....WHAT???

I have psyched myself up the entire day to crawl into a contraption constructed in a day by carnies...finally convinced myself that it is a romantic Notebook-esque event...and now I have to share with perfect strangers???

But, alas, I convinced myself that it might not be so bad. Another couple in our basket would mean we wouldn't have to take a selfie! It would be great for the scrapbook.

And right at that moment, we were ushered into our basket....

...along with three 8 year old GIRLS.

This was not in my mental picture.

We settled in and Ryan began snapping pictures of the midway over the side of the basket.

 Not getting on these rides.  NO way. No how.

 This is my "ohhhhhhh we're on a ride with three unaccompanied eight year old girls we've never met rather than being cuddled up on a romantic interlude for two" face.

 Our selfie. Because I was NOT turning the camera over to kids.

 Here's something about Ferris Wheels I did NOT know. They move much faster in real life than it appears from the ground. So this is my "please help me" face.

 It was while Ryan was up taking these pictures that one of the kids in our ride put her hand up near her mouth to mimic a walkie talkie and said, "We seem to be having a minor malfunction over on the left."

 Y'all, I FREAKED OUT. I was like, "WHAT!?!!?? A malFUNCTION!?!?!?!!?? WHERE????" Then I realized, HELLO...she was making that up!!!

You can imagine my amusement.

In the end, I got the rhythm of the thing and really enjoyed it! Right about the time the ride was over!

We stopped by the talent show to visit Ronda and her family {they were watching, not participating} - and we shared an elephant ear!

 So. So. Good.

 Had to wander over and see the bear. We were kind of late for his show, so we had to stand in the back where it was hard to see, but he is, in fact, going down a slide in this picture.

 Before we left, Ryan needed some protein, so a turkey leg it was!!

 Goodbye, fair!!! And my Ferris Wheel!!!! One day I will NOT share you with kids.