Summer Nights at the Local Fair

Nothing says American summer nights like a visit to the local fair.

I love the fair. For Mr. B, it's still a new experience. For me, it's kind of a flashback to wonderful childhood memories.

We live just around the corner from our little local fair, so we stopped by on opening night (last night) and were not disappointed by all the sights, sounds and smells. (aka: rides, country music and farm animals and/or funnel cake!)

I still owe Mr. B. a trip to the Texas State Fair. We just never seem to be in town when it's on and I haven't felt that strongly about it to make a special trip home for it. Maybe one of these years he can experience Big Tex and the Ferris Wheel in person. (And the fried oreos.)

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