All is Fair (And Other Potential Puns)

I love the State Fair. The fried foods. The livestock. The temporary rides of questionable safety. The enviable-yet-eternally-mysterious sense of weathered camaraderie in the carnie community. I don’t, however, love, like or even have special feelings for the exhibit entry process. In recent years, we have allowed the girls to enter something, mostly so we … Continue reading All is Fair (And Other Potential Puns)