I love the state fair

I have always loved big community events like county fairs. Even street festivals are fun to me. I grew up in a small town/suburb where the highlight of the year was a festival called Canal Days (yes, my town was on a canal). Every first weekend in June the center of the village would be transformed into a block party, complete with kiddie rides, funnel cakes, and vendors selling just about any arts and crafts thing you could imagine.

Now that I'm an adult, going to the state fair is just as exciting as it has always been. Chris and I went to the fair on Friday afternoon and spent HOURS wandering around. We shared a corn dog (my first ever, I think), saw the goats, watched a cattle auction, wandered through the demonstration area where men with head microphones were hawking squeegee mops guaranteed to keep your floors shiny and other people showed off nonstick pots that could never scratch. A short break to have some fry bread and we were off to the flower building and agriculture displays. Sadly, there was no dairy barn. A state fair without prize winning cheese is not nearly as good as one with, but hey, it's New Mexico. Not a big dairy state. All in all, it was a great time.

I didn't exactly drag Chris, but large crowds of people and kitchy displays aren't really his thing, so I know he went just to be nice to me. That probably made the day even more special.