love & loathe
*cfd edition*
photo c/o aaron ontiveroz
love.
-that for one solid week, this little hometown of mine is suhmm-body. the idea that people come from near and far to experience something they can't get anywhere else in the whole wide world...it's pretty cool.
-that every single morning this week, the littles and i got up and out the door to participate in some sort of special, big deal, hooo-rah, that just so happened to be free, fun, and filled with new memories we'll share forever. does it get better? nope.
-that i have been attending the same said events since i was dash michael's size, literally, and i still have the best time, like it is the first time, every cowboy lovin' year.
-carnival food. if you call it food. i love it. it hates me. so i surrendered a few years ago. however, i still make it a point to live vicariously thought at least one fool who's walkin' around in public gnawing on a gigantic turkey leg, a la caveman, like it ain't no thang. ha!
-the way my boy child looks in shorts. in boots. in shorts with boots.
loathe.
-the price of concert tickets. i'm on a budget. a tight one. and i am old. well, too old for the "party zone" at least. so to go see these class acts, i have to really cough up some cash. i always say i will. i never do. but, ya never know. maybe next year my idea of, letting all those who have lived and loved chey-town year round for 25+years get in free, will finally take action! a girl can dream.
-the catwalk. if you have been, you know what i mean. walking around the park is like struttin down a dirty, filthy runway. for some, i should say. and although i understand it is very hot out. trading out you denim wranglers, for denim panties, will never be acceptable. nor does it look good. and surely those dancing in their bare-boots know it. right? they have to know it. they should stop it. it's silly.
-the entire toilet situation. ICK. there is nothing sicker than a cfd pot...i can promise you that.
-the way the air always has a slight poop scent to it. ha i called it. no one ever mentions it. but i know ya'll smell it. everywhere you go. all the time. for an entire week. gross.
happy thursday.
xo
