Finally

Thursday (at school) has finally ended. That means at 3:40 I'm getting to get the hell out of here, going home, changing purses, going to get Mom and Dad and GOING TO THE FAIR!!! Finally it's here. I don't think my body will appreciate me for going to the fair, but oh well. My joints hurt and all I'm going to do is walk around on them and eat too many carbs, but the fair only comes once a year. Plus, all that walking has to burn a few calories right? The elusive pretzel with mustard will be first on my to do list, then I don't care what we go look at. I will not be satisfied though until I find it and am eating it. I seem to recall going to the OKC fair and looking for one the entire time and then pouting the whole rest of the time we were there because they don't have pretzels. Boo to them. They did have these cool mini gallons of iced tea you could buy though. That was a long time ago. You can't beat our fair. I don't care what anyone says. I'm a fair junkie. I tried and tried to convince Scott to let me get a rabbit, but he was relentless. I guess Jerry can substitute for one. I think I need a cheese on a stick too. And some of that nitrogen made ice cream. I'll have to think about what else. We'll see what smells good. I love the way the fair smells. I like the fried food smell, and the way the saw dust in the animal areas smell. It reminds me of when I used to show my rabbits. One day I will have rabbits again and I'm going to show them at the fair and have an entire row. They have a new building for the rabbits now to. I used to want to be one of those people that spent the night in the rabbit building in a chair watching over their rabbits so no one stole them. Needless to say, Mom and Dad never did let me do that. I got really close to my entire row the last year I showed. I remember it was my sophomore year in college. I was so close. I think the next 39 minutes are going to drag by. I should leave early.