It’s possible that Loo and I have decided we are going on a man hunt for this year’s fair trip – which is mildly amusing seeing as I have never seen so many men in overalls in my life as I have spied at the Alaska State Fair the last few years.
It’s possible that it’s raining and the sun is refusing to shine – but that’s really no different than what we can expect from the fair every year at this time of year.
It’s possible that the fair planners really should push to have the fair in July.
It’s possible that I have a purse full of “acceptable” snacks to get me through the day and keep me from caving at one of the fair stands that carry the food I typically crave.
It’s possible that if anyone sees me taking that giant carrot out of my purse, it could get weird.
It’s possible that I’m still all kinds of excited to hit up the fair though; food or no food, rain or shine.
Because it’s possible that even with the overabundance of men in overalls and rides that I’m terrified of; I still love the Alaska State Fair.
Love it like a 10 year old on her way to Disneyland.
