Chronicling the hodgepodge, the salmagundi, the strange brew of everyday life.
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
Like a couple of teenagers, we walked to the town carnival tonight and partook of fried dough, cotton candy, caramel apples, and rides. Like a couple of old folks, we clutched our pockets, screamed, and got nauseous during the wilder rides. And like a couple of ducks (I guess?), we waddled home in the rain.