Monday, September 6, 2010

the county fair

the idea is, often, better than the real deal.
let's go to the fair! only $1 to get in labor day weekend! fried food, the enchanted forest!
it was over 100 degrees. it was crowded. overflowing with poorly disciplined adults and their offspring. the lack of shade did not stop us from trying.
i was so looking forward to fried food, my inner glutton rattling cages and screaming obscenities.
deep fried white castle burger.
fried chicken sandwiched between a krispy kreme doughnut.
deep fried twinkie with chocolate sauce.
you may as well throw your $20 in the deep fryer and call it a day.
i cannot tell you how disappointed i was, my balloon popping midair. i really expected it to be the height of ravenous gluttony. i really expected to revel in the natural disaster that is fatty fried food and indulge myself like a teenager sneaking out of the house.
instead, i found myself throwing away the expensive remnants of a bad idea.
the real deal sometimes sucks.

i have friends dealing with unhappy marriages, new pregnancies, death and last minute miracles. the ebb and flow of the messes we create, small tentacles of the past sometimes stinging passersby without intention. i bookmark these ideas and never really figure out how to fit them into my schedule. they pile up, as do the pints of ice cream and i remember so many nights spent pining over men who never really loved me back and think the real deal is sometimes better than you ever imagined.


  1. i skipped the fair last year...and wanted to make sure i do it this year, but just for the photo ops.

    sorry you did not has as good a time.

  2. You took this to a place I couldn't have anticipated. Saying so much, and starting with something so... fried.

  3. I wish we had labour day in Europe...

    P.S: I'm having a fabulous Rebecca boho bag giveaway! Interested? :)

  4. As much as we preconceive the greatness of events such as the fair, reality is that it's the carny atmosphere with livestock thrown in. Would it have been worth $17 apiece - absolutely NOT. But for $1 each, we had an ok time (ok, I really didn't since I got some type of heatstroke) but we went for the food and for Finn - the food sucked but Finn had a good time (we'll keep reminding her that she did). Then we get home and real life smacks us on the forehead. I feel for your friends/other family members who are suffering/jubilant, weary,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ok - I just dozed mid-type...Going to bed now - love you muchly! Mom

  5. A friend once told me, "Reality isn't anything like you imagined, it's so much more."

    I'll give him one thing, it is more. Never the perfection so many strive for, but if you make allowances for the sorrow, pain, mistakes - there is something to be found on the other side of anyone's reality.

    As for thinking I would never find what I imagined in a partner...Ha! I had to learn to look past the exterior to examine the heart first. Worked like a charm. (Hugs)Indigo

  6. I like how you made this go full circle. And it's kind of like this: sometimes our expectations are better than the reality, sometimes it's the opposite.

    But if we sat back with cynicism and never tried to live out our hopes...

    Well, then, the world would never get the chance to be as beautiful a place as we have imagined it to be.

  7. Oh I love this. The real deal is often better than I ever imagined. How lucky are we?

  8. I go for the rides! The real deal sometimes is too darn real and I need a bit of fair to cope if yo know what I mean. Not that I am ungrateful because I too look back and see a lot of "fried food" disappointments.

  9. The real deal sometimes sucks - that's soooo true! Now I'm craving for something fried! :)

  10. 1. Come to Wisconsin. I will feed you deep friend Snickers bars and deep fried cheese curds. True Story. [have you ever had a cheese curd?]

    2. 'found myself throwing away the expensive remnants of a bad idea.' You have just articulated something I have felt and done, but never put words to. I love it when that happens.

    3. the tentacle that flails out and stings a stranger? Perfect description. You're so good at those kind of descriptions - you evoke exactly that right image/feeling.

    (you, my friend, are a beautiful writer.)

  11. The real meat of it just kind of happens, doesn't it. It's never scheduled and never has an admission price.

    You my friend, I believe anyway, have a lot of real meat.



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