Fun times with goat kids
Thanks to a mom’s need to rush home for a few hours in the midst of 4-H goating, Rob and I got to pretend to be parents to a couple of cool teens this afternoon. By that I mean fun parents, not rules-y parents. Because Fair. And because childless and therefore clueless.
Jaiden (15) and Xander (just shy of 13) are pretty self-sufficient kids. We all exchanged cell phone numbers and the kids were instructed to contact us if they needed anything in Mom’s absence.
Just as Rob and I were finishing a snack, Xander texted that he was hungry and did we want to go with him to get some food (Xander knows me well). We know invitations by teens are a precious thing so we skedaddled to the Goat Barn before he changed his mind.
We were thrilled Jaiden wanted to join in the eatin’ fun, too, so the four of us went out on tour.
Xander got my recommended ham-and-beef hamburger at the Burger Buggy. Jaiden got a fish sandwich, providing me something I can recommend to other vegetarians. We then shared a very odd, very cold treat (see Feast Parade below), watched some Dock Dogs, wandered hither and thither, and capped our outing with a round of Hawaiian Shave Ices in a sticky rainbow of colors and flavors.
On the surface, the four of us didn’t do a whole lot. We walked, we ate, we talked, we sat. But that is what is so sweet about life at the Fair. We all get to slow down a bit and not be so immersed in Real Life. We get to take some time to appreciate and experience simple pleasures, like time with friends.
Thank you for letting us borrow your kids for the afternoon, Kristin. They truly are some of our most favorite people.
Group selfie!! So much fun! And yes, my back hurts a touch, why do you ask? |
Giuseppe Update
The one appointment we had today was catching the full and complete Creepy Monkey Show (trademark pending) in order to try to figure out what the heck is the deal with the poorly mannered Giuseppe.
Showtime was at 4:15pm. We arrived at 4:00pm, adroitly positioning ourselves towards the back in the middle behind a woman whom I hoped would be a sufficient shield from Giuseppe’s unblinking leers.
(Perhaps I should remind readers here that Giuseppe is a marionette monkey. Yes, a wooden puppet on strings but one with enormous potential for inspiring nightmares among the womenfolk.)
The kids’ show started and Eric the One Man Band was quite entertaining. He wore a 60lb contraption of 21 instruments on his back as he shuffled around the stage singing original compositions. He got kids and adults up on stage, smiling broadly while playing castanets and washboards and spoons and other old-timey musical instruments. It was all delightful and innocent and blissfully Giuseppe-free.
Doesn't this look wholesome? |
And then, with no transition other than “And now for the Grand Finale!” the Creepy Monkey arrived.
Turns out -- despite great hopes for such -- there is absolutely no context whatsoever in Eric’s show for Giuseppe or his questionable behavior. Giuseppe is just a wooden monkey Eric made over 20 years ago and somehow feels obligated to include in his act (I’m guessing blackmail). Whether Giuseppe has always been a creeper, or if he’s just devolved over time in his old monkey age is anyone’s guess.
As Giuseppe emerged from his box and did his butt-wiggle “exercises” and yelled at people to watch him and like him and clap for him, I made sure to avoid all eye contact (both his and Eric’s). I really didn’t need a monkey in my face or my lap, thankyouverymuch.
Rob reported later that Eric was eyeing me for his Monkey Act. However, I was busy hiding behind a young child (my shield had moved, dang it!) and my cell phone screen. Apparently it worked because Giuseppe tried flirting with a grandma in the front row and then sensed a vibe and wisely cut his saucy act short.
Which is to say, today’s show wasn’t nearly as creepy as yesterday’s. Giuseppe did not come into the audience today and did not make physical contact with anyone other than Eric. This was both a relief and a disappointment. Because, much like a circus train wreck, there’s something oddly intriguing about watching…from a distance…a poorly behaved puppet monkey creep out an audience of adults.
We might have a standing 4:15pm appointment the rest of the Fair.
Social Media Update
I mentioned on Day 1 that I have an Instagram account dedicated to All Things Fair. It’s a public account so feel free to follow along @its_the_fair.
What I neglected to mention is that Rob has a Fair-dedicated hashtag that is also available for anyone and everyone to follow. My husband is hysterical; seeing the Fair through his eyes is a hoot and a half! See what I mean at #deathmarchwithelephantears on Instagram.
In related news, we have learned that Facebook is for parents and other old people. Therefore the only way we can really electronically communicate with teens in our Youth Group is via Instagram. Until all us old folks take that over, too, that is. So join all the cool kids with all the lingo and fun times on Insta while you can!
We had seats in the shade so we stayed for the full set
Truth be told, I had never heard of tonight’s band. When I first saw Grand Funk Railroad on the Fair’s entertainment schedule, I honesty thought it was something related to Soul Train. Funk and soul…train and railroad. Makes sense, right? Yeah, no. At least I got the decade right.
The concert was eh. It wasn’t great but there were some fun dancers in the audience…and we were in the shade with a breeze…so it was entertaining enough that we stayed until the end. Which blessedly did not include an encore.
I ended up recognizing five songs, which was quite unexpected. However, only two of the songs were original to the band (“Some Kind of Wonderful” and “We’re An American Band”).
The other three familiar songs were:
- The Loco-Motion which the band covered in 1974 with some success (thanks, Google!)
- Second Chance by 38 Special (apparently the current lead singer of GFR helped write the song earlier in his career and therefore has the rights…and royalties?…to play it)
- the National Anthem
I’m still not sure why The Star-Spangled Banner was included. It was in the middle of their set and it was NOT immediately followed by the hit about being an American Band. The song sort of started out of nowhere and didn’t completely finish. And it was totally instrumental, a la electric guitar. In all honesty, GFR’s rendition didn’t sound terribly respectful. Nevertheless, the audience found itself on its feet with hats off, staring at a waving flag. It was all rather confusing if not downright funky.
In addition to watching achy, life-worn people dance, I amused myself by spending a good chunk of the concert trying to figure out who one of the guitarists reminded me of.
Take a moment before you continue reading to see if you can figure out who this guy looks like. |
I Googled pictures of the skeleton from “Nightmare Before Christmas." Nope. The Joker in the Batman movies? Nope. Jack Nicholson in “The Shining”? Nope. I finally invited Rob to play my game. After just a couple of minutes, he nailed it.
Just add some sunglasses on Harry and put a guitar in his...hands? Paws? What exactly do Sasquatches call their limbs?? Regardless, having Harry in the band would definitely add to the funkiness. |
DAILY STATS:
Number of miles walked: 3.5 miles
Re-entry hand stamp: fluffy little sheep on the top of the right wrist
Earrings: strawberry milkshakes. I got lots of compliments on them today, more so than typical. I’m thinking the pink stood out better against my grey t-shirt than whatever colorful shirt I usually wear during the Fair on Milkshake Earrings Day. In any case, it was fun to see people of all ages smile and tell me they liked my milkshakes.
In real life, I never have whipped cream |
Number of goldfish in plastic boxes: Once again, absolutely no boxed fish were spotted on the fairgrounds. We did find the game, though. It is the classic toss-the-plastic-ball-in-the-fishbowl gig. However, it had a sign that said a fish was guaranteed after 10 tries. I’m guessing with the free entry on Friday, lots of parents were more willing to pay some bucks to “win” a goldfish. Now, not so much. So good-bye goldfish stat. You were marginally fun while you lasted. Probably much like the goldfish.
Random freebie: In a brilliant move by a local casino, Rob and I both acquired free little bottles of SPF 30 sunscreen on carabiners. We sufficiently screened ourselves before leaving Woodhaven this morning but I will keep the freebie in my Fair Swag Bag the rest of the Fair just in case. Thanks, Ilani Casino Marketing People! You clearly have a Marketing Department. Good on ya!
Number of friends we said hi to: 19! It would have been 20 if Former Queen Maddie had heard Rob yell his support from the grandstands when she was awarded a scholarship from the Fair Board. I’m actually stunned Maddie didn’t hear him (we texted shortly afterwards). Rob’s voice was LOUD and then a little scratchy for a few minutes afterwards. Nevertheless, CONGRATS MADDIE!
Time crawled into bed: 2:54am. Yep, now this feels like Fair. Zzzzzz....
FAIR FOOD FEAST PARADE:
My tummy is kicking into gear. Yay! Today I tried a few new things and pretty consistently kept my head in the Fair Food Feedbag.
Breakfast in my kitchen! Another piece of John's wife's delicious banana bread. YUM!!! Thank you, Michelle! |
Two Advil to get the party started |
My daily bubbles. Today's selection: La Croix Tangerine |
Bonus! Video of me "enjoying" the intensely amusing Nitro Balls!
3 comments:
Love the earrings! I am becoming more intrigued with the creepy monkey and his handler. I feel as though you are in danger haha. Be brave! Love all the food descriptions, and I had just heard about those nitro balls the other day. Enjoy yourself today :)
I was thinking guitar guy looked like mutual friend Rob K. if he went old rocker. ��
Sharon, me toooo! I fear becoming a Giuseppe stalker. LOL!
Pam -- I can see that, although Rob K's forehead isn't nearly large enough. Having said that, I'd love to see him go old rocker anyway!
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