I hope you will enjoy with me for a moment the sights and sounds and almost smells, it's so real, of the Armstrong Fair. We go every year and love it all, every bit of it!! Especially me and my girl!! I eat this stuff up, not the stuff on the ground! Why- oh why was I born a city girl?? I am totally marrying a farmer/rancher/cowboy named Kevin in my next life! With bulging biceps from hauling hay all day and tight Wrangler jeans - OK - NOooooo I really don't like the tight jeans! I love my stay at home cowboy and wouldn't trade him for anything!!
What a fun day of visiting the 4-H booths and seeing all the livestock, eating fudge, and smelling (no eating) cotton candy, hearing rooster crowing contests and watching cows being milked, seeing all the different farming implements and machines that you can buy, and staying up late to watch the rodeo and all those crazy fools who maim themselves riding bulls and wild horses. Lots of spills and thrills happened this night!
I am so glad I am not pig!! Or that I didn't have this many babies at once. Can you say milking machine??
My boy's favorite the Super Dogs! This is actually a friend of ours and his dog.