Second Most Wonderful Time of the Year

My favorite time of the year is Christmastime (my definition of Christmastime begins the day after Thanksgiving and lasts through New Years). My second favorite time: State Fair time! The State Fair closes out summer and heralds my favorite season, Fall. Soon it will be cool enough to wear sweatshirts (God I hate summer clothes!) and jeans everywhere, but not so cold that you can't still wear flip flops. It's the Best!

The Fair is the one place where I can stuff my face with all kinds of treats and not feel an ounce of guilt. In fact, I only feel remorse if I forget to eat something that's on my list. Roasted corn: you're number one on The List.

Here's a picture from last year's trip to the Fair. Maybe one of these lil' guys grew up to be the Biggest Pig in Minnesota! :)

Germs are invisible, but they are there!

There was a gum wrapper on the floor of the bathroom stall I visited at lunch. I have never been struck by the immediate need for fresh breath while in a bathroom stall. And if such a need did strike, the very fact that I am in a bathroom stall would prevent me from putting anything in my mouth-- you have to touch gum to put it in your mouth, and that, my friends, is just gross, considering that you have probably touched the handle of the stall door to lock yourself in. Think about what the person that touched the handle before you had just been doing. Now, does gum seem like a good idea?

I'm still kind of freaked out

about the bridge collapsing, but everyone I know is okay.

Also, somehow I chose the most ill fitting pair of underwear I own out of my drawer this morning. I'm considering making a trip to Target on my lunch break to obtain a new pair, just so I can have the satisfaction of tossing this pair in the trash. I had no idea they were so uncomfortable until I was well on my way to work. Lunch cannot come soon enough