It Must Be September I See Carnies

This is a very exciting time in our little town. We are two days, one night away from the town fall festival. Or as The Kid tells you the next best holiday after Christmas. The Carnival starts showing up on Sunday. The town starts closing roads. Tonight I bought tickets for the kids wrist bands. Thursday night is discount night at the carnival for locals. It is usually the only day the kids will get to go on rides. Friday is suppose to be corn dog night. A tradition that is very special between Tru Stories and I. BuT she has been known to sneak one on Thursday. I have been known to sneak one on Thursday too. Not together, so it does not count. Friday is still our sacred corn dog night.

Friday is Grandparent's Day at the school. The schools get out early. Seriously, the FESTIVAL is HUGE. Friday is tractor pull contest, hanging around downtown. Lemon Shake-Ups. Saturday is Craft Show and Flea Market, shows on the main stage, Karaoke. Food, food, food. Walking slowly down the street, running into people that are not usually around. Saturday night used to be about drinking and staying out way to LATE or early morning. Now we watch the Karaoke Contest and babysit the grandkids.

Sunday is one last trip through the vendors. Make sure I did not forget to buy something. I never buy as much as I think I am going to. There is also a softball tournament that Coach takes part in. We usually catch one or two games on Saturday. Sunday is parade day. It is hard to get around town. There are cars everywhere, streets get shut down. The parade goes right by Tru Stories house. She has a parade party. It is becoming one of my favorite days. The parade is very looooong. There are tractors and tractors and tractors, sometimes a combine, and fire trucks, and more tractors, lots of bands, did I mention the tractors. This parade lasts a couple of hours. We sit in the chairs, watch the little kids dance to the music, watch the older kids go into a feeding frenzy on the candy that is not suppose to be thrown. We have enough food to feed an army. It is a good day. Everyone winds down. The kids are exhausted. The adults are super exhausted. The stands start closing up. Carnival breaks down. We can hear the bands competing over at the football field.

It is going to be a great week-end. If you like corn dogs, and crafts, come up to our little town. Stormie there's lots of boose. Drunk girls too. Doctor, there is a race on Saturday morning. Last year Willie performed. He knows there are bands in every bar. Little something for everyone.