Put In My Token, Rode the Tilt-a Whirl, and I Was Giggling and Dizzy

Tomorrow I am going to the fair with a group of my friends. Its exciting for me, because I haven't been in probably four years, and before that its only been off and on since I was a teenager.

Until recently I was unaware of how many people had never experienced a fair. I always took it for granted that people knew what I was talking about, would have childhood memories of the fair, would appreciate it the way I do. I was wrong.

Even within my circle of acquaintance I have discovered a serious lack of fair knowledge. This, to me, is a travesty. So I have set out with a couple of pictures and my own personal knowledge to educate you.

The fair is something promoted by the county every summer. Its a big gathering that combines livestock and vegetation shows with arts competition and midway excitement. Its a big to-do here in my area of the country. Remember Charlotte's Web? Wilbur was shown at a fair.

There's plenty of animals to look at too, everything from horses of all breeds to cattle and sheep. There's other critters too- mules and goats and chickens and stuff. All of them judged like a dog would be at a dog show. The ribbons are all posted in their pens, and you can see the winners when you walk through the stables on the back half of the fair grounds.

There's also competitions in photography and artwork, handicrafts and cooking. You can see, and sometimes taste, jellies, jams, pies and cakes all made with an eye for winning one of the blue ribbons. In the same arena that there's food, flower and vegetable competitions there's people selling all kinds of wares- necklaces, knives, makeup, home spa systems, life insurance- you name it. Its fun to walk around and collect the free pens and back scratchers, combs and kazoos they all pass out. In the middle there's a graphologist who will analyze your handwriting and tell you all about your personality. There's city and county betterment associations who want donations. Booths where you can win prizes for a price, and the proceeds benefit charity. There's also any number of politicians vying for your vote, and I don't remember going in an election year, so maybe we will avoid that area.

There's also a grandstand where every night a concert or show of some sort takes place. There's stuff there during the day too, local bands and talent competitions. Their fun to watch and listen to. This year there's a truck and tractor pull, a "drifting" exhibition on the raceway, Glenn Campbell is preforming on his farewell tour, and country music star Deirks Bently is preforming. In past years there's been more hard rock in the lineup...I remember there being some bands that I wanted to see, although not so much this year.

To be honest, though, the midway is probably my favorite part. I love the rides, despite the fact that there are always people who tell you about a cousin of a sister-in-law of a friend who's aunt died on this or that ride because it was poorly put together. Yeah, the structures are temporary. But the people who have been doing the fair midway for our county have been doing it almost as long as I have been alive. I have never seen an accident at our fair, or heard of one. On top of that, I happen to like the non-inside out rides, more like the ferris wheel and the scrambler. I like the ones that take you in circles and make it to where centrifugal force pushes you to the outside and you squash your seat mate. This thing on the left? Forget it. I went one year and rode something like that and was terrified the whole damn time. Don't get me wrong, there's a few dangerous ones I like, but I usually stick to the bunny slopes. The fair runs high on giant swings and things that simply lift you three or four stories in the air and spin you in open space until you puke. Not my style. And the really scary stuff? I'll save that for an amusement park. I won't ride a fair roller coaster, but you bet I'll get in the bumper boats or the bumper cars.

Scattered all along this midway full of terrifying and awesome rides is a ton of midway games, where you can play slot like machines to win pocket knives, toss golf balls into fishbowls to win knives, throw darts at balloons or shoot water pistols into a target to win giant stuffed animals you have no use for. Do you need any of those things? No, not really, but its a good time anyway.  And nothing really shows someone you love them like winning them a teddy bear or stuffed tiger twice their size, right?

I'm particularly partial to the duck pond, run by one of the local charities, where you use nets to catch brightly colored rubber ducks. Each one corresponds with a prize. I always seem to get turtle wax, I'm not sure why. I also usually get some sort of ice cream bar, some mardi gras style beads, a comb or a hair brush...oh, lots of stuff. I love it, and each duck wins something. I almost always spend twenty bucks on duck nets, and come away with a bunch of nothing, but its the thought that counts. The money goes to charity and I always have a fun time playing. Its great to see the little old men who run the thing calling "a lovely necklace for the lady! Throw in an ice cream too...she's awfully pretty!" I get just a huge kick out of it.

And for all of you out there who think that wrath and lust are my big sins, take a moment to appreciate the time of the year for me where gluttony takes the wheel. Everywhere, and I mean everywhere, there are food carts with things tempting me to eat. Everyone makes fun of me because I normally eat myself sick, and I'll ride more rides and then keep eating. But I can't say no!

There's an old fashioned, honest to goddess A&W Root Beer Stand that still sells pint jugs of root beer with the little plastic animals on the edge of the jug. Just like in the fifties. To some patrons, its a throwback to their childhood, to me, its a way of experiencing something every person in my family has loved for as long as I can remember. And with that root beer, there's no question, you have to get a foot long corn dog. They're so good! And the last time I went I finally broke down and ate it with mustard, the way you're supposed to, instead of with ketchup and it was delicious.

Outside of the A&W there's stands selling burgers, nachos, philly cheesesteak sandwiches. There's an air conditioned (!) Hiland Dairy store where you can sit and eat ice cream and burgers like a malt shop. You can find really, really good barbeque everywhere, even a chicken friend steak sandwich. And that's just a start. There's farmers who roast whole ears of corn and then shuck them for you, dipping them in hot butter and letting you sprinkle on whatever seasoning strikes your fancy (and there's always at least two dozen kinds). Potato twisters, where they take the potato, spiral it along a stick and fry it, are not to be missed. Giant blooming onions that are crispy golden brown on the outside and soft on the inside....and they all taste better because they're at the fair. Its a universal truth.

And Sweets! Oh, if you have a sweet tooth you're in the right place. Cotton candy, ice cream, snow cones, candied and caramel apples (they're different things, I promise)  are everywhere you turn. They'll make you funnel cakes with cherry soda batter or whip up pineapple juice like its frozen yogurt. And they deep fry everything! Oreo cookies, twinkies, cheesecake, even Snickers bars are not safe from the deep fryers and the sticks. And man, are they good. I have to keep eating the proteins like burgers so I don't give myself a diabetic coma from the sweets. The main show center always has a candy seller where you can buy saltwater taffy and other candies by the pound. The last time I went we bought four pounds and only made it home with two...I can't say no to hand squeezed lemonade and limeades. I don't want to.

I will eat my way through the fair this year the same as I do every other year. I'll stay until I've tried everything once, and then I'll grab a caramel apple a second time on my way out to the car. Its so much fun.

Now, I would be remiss to make it sound perfect. Its not. August is the hottest month for us. Tomorrow it will probably be 110 degrees again. It won't be pretty. The trash will smell, the asphalt and the oil from the machines will flat out stink, and there will be people like me there, eating too much and getting sick the minute they hit a ride just a little too hard. Some of the people are rude, or classless or backwoods. It takes all kinds, and all kinds go to the fair. Everywhere I turn I'll see teenagers making out, and I haven't been once that I haven't seen some girl's underwear or lack of on a ride since I was old enough to notice.

The parking's atrocious and I'll pay as much to park as I do to get in. (Or how much a ticket costs, Sakura got us free entry this year.) Again, all the money goes to local charities and youth organizations, so its hard to argue, but its insane all the same. The food will be outrageous. I'll pay dearly for all my favorite snacks. If we don't blow at least a hundred on games, I'll be shocked. But, that's part of the fun. Its why I haven't been in the last few years. Money is scarce and the fair is expensive. It will be crowded and hot, and my clothes, whichever ones I wear, will be ruined. To ride the rides I'll break down and buy an armband for $20 so I don't have to pay per ride. After three rides it will have paid for itself. And I'll ride more than three rides.

There will be irresponsible parents everywhere. Children running unchecked, teenagers being rude. There will be people who cut in line and people who stare at my group of friends. I will be able to wallpaper my bathroom with religious pamphlets and stock my cabinets with vials of emu oil. My feet will hurt, I will stink, because my deodorant will surely not hold up. It will be intense.

But when the fireworks go off at sunset, when my arms are full of useless toys, my neck aches and even my eyes are sunburned, it will be worth it. I'll look at Kitten, Oscelot, Sakura and Flyguy, and I'll be so happy, full and blissed out, I won't care.

The fair, after all, only comes once a year.
I'll be back with a full account.

AGxx

Where The Wind Comes Sweeping Down the Plain

Tomorrow I am taking my two days off of work as a mini vacation. Me, the girls and Kitten's mom are going to drive to Tulsa, Oklahoma for an over-nighter. I'm actually pretty excited about the whole thing, to tell the truth. We don't take a lot of time off in the summer. Its usually the busy season at work, and we have our vacation in November normally. But a day or two out of town is always nice.

Now, I know Tulsa doesn't sound like a very exotic place to go, so why did we choose it? Because we're geeks. One of the museums in Tulsa is showing an exhibit of artifacts that belonged to George Washington. I'm always interested in history of any sort, and much to my shame, I'm shakier on American history than I am on just about any other kind. Ancient history I have down. I know more about the Tudor dynasty than any president the US has ever had. So this excursion will be both interesting and fun for me. I think I'll learn a lot while we're there. And I've never had a road trip with Kitten's mom and she's a pretty interesting lady. It should be a good time.

Kitten has looked up a couple of lady oriented bars in the neighborhood, and there's some good eating nearby. On our second day we're going to take in an art museum, so I think I'll be culturally richer after this little excursion. We are, of course, not doing anything outside. I plan on spending the rest of my free time in the hotel pool, which is indoors. I can hardly imagine it, but its hotter in Oklahoma than it is in Missouri, which is saying something since we hit 100 degrees today. But the forecast for tomorrow says it will be 105 without the heat index, so indoors it is. We may do a bit of walking, but not much, I can tell you, in that heat. I packed light, lots of light skirts and a dress that barely hits my knees, but I still don't want to be outside for too long. I like warm, but I hate hot.

Sakura is going to be sweet and hang out at the house for the next two days to watch our furry kids and make sure they don't have any wild parties or anything. So I've got nothing to worry about on that score. Work, surely, will make it without me. I'm not too worried there.

I plan on picking up something to bring back for Flyguy and Sakura as a surprise. Well, Sakura reads here, so maybe he won't be too stunned, but it will be nice all the same. I was figuring while we were down there that I might run into some sort of interesting art thing, maybe a photography thing Flyguy might like. He's into that sort of stuff. He's planning on coming to see me Wednesday night when we come back. I'm looking forward to it, I haven't seen him as much lately as I would like. And I want him to know he's my favorite fellow.

Speaking of fellows, we've got a new one at work that I quite like. Actually, everyone likes him. He's smart, he's funny, he's hardworking and he talks more than me, so he's easy to get to know. The girls are all sorts of in a fever over him because he's good looking. Frankly, he's not my type, but I like that he reads, and has good taste in movies. He likes to be outdoors and he's both a dog and a cat person. We're planning on having a Christmas in August party soon (rather like our Thanksgiving in February we had) and he's already been invited. The guys at work all have a huge man crush on him. He makes his own beer, works as a welder by day and in general is all things good and manly in their eyes. I get a kick out of it.

Yesterday when he got off there was a whole flock of guys crowded around him after he changed so he could have a beer. It was amusing as hell. Turns out he ended up spending the evening with one of our cooks and his girlfriend as their house, so it looks like he's in all the way around. I'm going to call him Mannie, by the way. So when I chat about him, that's who I'm talking about. I was teasing him today about how he's all the rage at Casa right now. He was laughing about it. He mentioned he might just post his number next to the schedule and see what happens, since I allege at least half the staff has a crush on him. It made me like him even more.

What I think is strange is the similarities between him and Flyguy. If I weren't suspicious that Flyguy is a little jealous of him, I would say they would get along well. But then, maybe he's just jealous because this guy is so similar to him in interest. Or maybe he's as good at spotting the new staff crush as I am. There's never any telling. But when I went to tell him goodbye last Saturday I sat next to him and said I was leaving, but not without telling my favorite fellow goodbye, and he casually glanced behind him at Mannie, who was at the bar getting a drink and said drily "Well, he's right there..." Apparently the store isn't big enough for the two of them...I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, and rather told him that I meant him, of course, he's always going to be my favorite fellow...

Still, if Flyguy can get over his hangups, I'm certain they'd get along. They do share a lot of hobbies, I know because I talk about Flyguy to everyone, including Mannie. Ah, well. I'd chalk it up to feminine rivalry...

Either way, I'll be interested to see how everything plays out. It is what it is, etc, etc...Life, for certain, won't be boring for the next week or so. Especially now that I have another person to chat to and be silly with. I like new friends. I always like new friends, who doesn't? Its likely I will post all the man drama here, because to me, its endlessly amusing. Women are meant to be the ones who are like this, but I've found the men can be just as bad. Indeed, the guys at Casa B are almost all as high maintenance as the women, if not more so.

Give me a day, or two, and I'll be back with lots of photos, history and interesting tidbits for you, I am sure. The next two days are the start of an adventure, if only a mini one.

Find something new and exciting to love. I know I am...
I'm headed west. Where are you headed?
AGxx

My Baby's Got a Secret

I want to know your secret. I see it. Every day. In the corner of your mouth, in your eyes, in the curve of your hips, in the skin on your hands. Some nights I lay in bed and I ponder, how deep does it go? How far could I reach before you stopped me?

I think of you. And I worry about me and you and how we feel when we touch. Is it warm for you? Does it feel hot like it does to me? Your secret is electric and I'm wired for another taste of it. I like the shock. I like the thrill. I like the speed at which you race through me.

I'm restless tonight and its all your fault. I'll stay up late, wondering how you feel. Wondering what you would do if I told you just how good it is when you're close to me. Would you try to steal my breath, just to hear me gasp? I think you would, because I would if I were you.

How deep could I go? How far would I be willing to reach before I pulled away? You lock yourself up tight. I see you in your tower and I think of you and a white horse and how I want to ride away with you on the back of it with your hands around my waist. You're wrapped up in red gauze and I want to pull it away and see you the way you are when no one is looking.

I think I share your secret. I think I know where it lies. I think I could take it and run my hands through it and know that you and I are more alike than we'd either one like to admit. You and I are running on the same plane, to the same place, and we race like there's no one else in the world who sees us. We're bound up together and I can feel you all around me.

But I've spotted you and I think you see me coming. I can hear it in your breath and I can feel it in the air. I've got eyes like a cat in the dark and I'm looking for the place you hide.

Drinking the Dawn

The sun was being born, brilliant and startling and I was in your arms. I was being remade, strange and trembling as I felt you all around me. And there, in that moment, I felt my pulse like I never had before. It beat in my lips and against my chest in a frightening display of rebellion and ecstasy. I could feel the room flashing about me as my eyelids fluttered and I was undone.

The room spun, and it took you with me- tumbling over again and again as I learned myself from the tips of your lips. I took each lesson, a long drink at your mouth, and found I was drunk on the feeling of you knowing who I am. I could see it in your eyes and the flash of your teeth as you smiled down on me and tore through me with speed and accuracy.

I find myself wondering idly what you saw in my eyes in that moment.

I could tilt my head back and beyond the brilliance of the sun, and the spinning, and the light that danced up from out of my mouth and into yours; I could look up and see the dust in the sky, the shadows of each planet and the stars hiding their faces. The heat of that moment was too much for them to bear. I felt their pulse too, and only in fleeting moments can I remember it without the pain they surely felt at seeing us together.

That moment, with you, I could feel the earth open up and wrap itself around me, just as you had. I could feel my hands and my feet and my nails and my hair being bound up in it, tight- so tight that I almost stopped completely. I can hear now that soft escaping sigh, the release so quiet I could hardly confess it, and I remember the feeling of the earth, your skin, coming up soft and sweet smelling between my fingernails.

I remember like the wind, the way my hair fell, tangled and confused as you took me over. Soft, tossed, like silk spun in secret at twilight it carried its own whisper. Never stop. Never go. This is too much, and enough and I am so soon empty and aching for more of what I've lost. Gather me up, hold me tight, braid me into a tale of sweetness and perfection I cannot believe but must.

There's a soft velvet purring in my chest. The sun rises higher in the sky. I close my eyes, I wait for dark. I wait for you. There is nothing but this moment, my memory, my heartbeat and the hope of another dawn with you.

AGxx


Postscript-

As you can see, I sat down to write a normal post and nonsense came out instead. My apologies. I'll be returning to my regularly scheduled redundancy as soon as possible.

Does anyone have any topic suggestions?

Anywhere But Here

So I'm having a cranky day. Work was even slower than yesterday, if you imagine. I was off the floor after three tables. Not exactly the way to make your mortgage payment. It leaves me angry and a little disiillusioned with the job, to say the least. I think I'm approaching another burnout period, which isn't suprising. Four years in any job will burn you out, and I work with people- that makes it harder for me. Despite what anyone might think, I'm actually pretty shy, and I don't like being around strangers. This makes my job difficult, because I earn my wage by being nice to them. Its helped me come out of my shell, but some days I feel like running and screaming out of the building. Today was definately one of those days.

When you're at work and you have literally nothing to do, boredome creeps in. I try to find ways to amuse myself. Today I made a list of places I would go, if i were able to. Money is no object, time is not a concern. If I coould go anywhere, do anything today, here are the things and places I would rather be. (complete with illustrations!) (By the way- sorry if the formatting is jacked up. I've edited this thing four times now. It hates me today)

Portland Oregon : Not only home to one of my very best friends in the world, but also the city I hope to make my home one day. The fantastic Carly Baer (an up and coming musician, two albums deep and amazing) is also there, and I would be happy to see her too. If I were in Portland today I'd be stopping by Powell's City of Books, the largest indipendednt bookseller in the country. Their home store, lovingly nicknamed "the mothership" is over a city block long. The satellite stores are actually genre stores that have broken off because of how big the place is. After, I would stop by Voodoo Doughnuts and get their world famous Voodoo Man doughnut. He's amazing, a raspberry filled jelly doughnut in the shape of a human. Coated in chocolate with x's for eyes and pretzel sticks stuck in him like voodoo pins; probably the best pastry I've ever had. Then I'd stop off at Cargo, the coolest foreign import and antique store I've ever seen. And because its in the Pearl District, I'd finsih my day with an eveing at one of the local taverns eating fine foods and sipping reigonal beers. You know, the kind that are more than 5% alcohol, the ones that get you wasted after two. I learned the hard way, but what a great way to learn.

St. Louis, MO

This is a picture of a fountain outside St. Louis's Union Station. Its called the Meeting of the Waters. I absolutely love it, I have since I was a little girl. I would definately make this, and Union Station, a stop on my visit to St. Louis. Hell, I would probably stay at the Hyatt inside union station. The hotel is nice and there's a mall with decent food inside. Can't beat that. Beyond the appeal of the architecture of the city, there's a great zoo, a science center, several really nice art museums, The Fox Theater, and The Magic House- a interactive museum designed for kids, but I always have a blast when I'm there. On top of that, there's The Hill, famous for italian food made by real Italians that settled in the city in its early years. Rumors of mafia connections and everything homemade are more than enough to draw me there. I've never been, which is something of a crime seeing as how many times I've been to the city. Its so close...I need to make it a priority. Also, Oscelot tells me there is something called the City Museum, which is a gigantic playground that adults can go to, with slides big enough to thrill even me. Beyond the awesome touristy things (I've only been in the arch once!) There is also a certain lifeguard who is there for the summer. I wouldn't mind seeing her either.

New York City

Yeah, I'm not posting a picture of New York. Suffice to say, I've only seen one Broadway production live, and it wasn't there. I want to. I want to see them all. I've only been there once, overnight, just before Christmas, and I want to go back and experience everything.

London, England

Another place I haven't really been. Heathrow is just outside of London, if I remember right, and I spent most of my time there getting felt up by a security lady because I forgot to take out a navel ring. Oops. So, technically, I haven't been to England at all. It seems like a nice place to visit. There are plenty of things to see and do, and seeing as how I know some lovely folks that live nearby, I'm sure I wouldn't lack for a knowledgable source for real, interesting things to do, that didn't involve me messing with a Beefeater.

The Louvre, Paris

I'm sure there are plenty of other things to do in France, but lets be honest, if you're a geek like me, here's the big draw. I'd need a good week to truly enjoy the museum. After that, maybe, maybe I'd go see Notre Dame de Paris, but you never know. I might just check out from the museum to view the Champs Elysees. you're supposed to be able to meet someone you know, know matter how far you are from home. That sounds like fun, doesn't it?

Amsterdam.
In spite of my firm "drugs are bad" policy, this just seems like too much fun to pass up. Not to mention there's a red light district, formula one races (if you're there at the right time) right in the streets, and other sundry fun things to do. If I were to go be totally irresponsible, this would be the place to do it.

The Rhine River, Germany.
Take one look at this picture and tell me you don't want to go. The entire Rhine River is riddles with castles, some of which you can tour, as if the beauty of the river isn't a draw in and of itself. What a beautiful, relaxing way to spend a week.

The Grand Canyon

I've never been. To be honest, the thought of falling off the top of the cayon only to have bits and peices of me floating along the Colorado River has always been a huge factor in me not making this a destination for me, up until now. But I think taking some pack mules to the bottom and camping sounds like great fun. Rafting the Colorado appeals to my sense of adventure, and its one of the most beautiful sights in the US. Living in a city that is increasingly filled with concrete, strip malls and mini storage places makes you appreciate the few natural wonders we have left.

Niagra Falls- Another thing I've never seen that I want to.

Chicago, Il

I've only been once, and you know, I think I'd like to go back now that I'm an adult and can truly appreciate the city. Of all ironic things, its the first place I tried Thai food, and I never got around to a deep dish pizza. The gay district was amazing, and in Andersonville, a bookstore called Women and Children only; where the books are written by (you guessed it) women and children. The whole city was breath taking and I think I would enjoy it now more than ever.

Oklahoma City, OK

Right now the super reigonals for the college women's softball is going. Next week will be the World Series. I haven't been in years. It was a good time when I did go, though. On top of that- more museums, more science centers, THE VERY BEST ZOO I'VE EVER BEEN TO, and world class gardens make for a great trip. Add in some seriously good food, the National Cowboy Festival, The Red Earth Festival (the US's largest native american pow wow) and there isn't much room for argument that this city is not only beautiful and fun, its fascinating.

Wow, I'm talking too much. This could take forever! Alright- less pictures, more yakking.

Orlando, Fl. - I want to go back to Disney World

Guatemala- Mayan Ruins

Hawaii- Never been, never seen a volcano. I'd like to do both.

Stonehenge- Because I am a good Irish Girl. I'll kiss the blarney stone while I'm at it.

Canada- I know almost nothing about the country and culture. I should. Not to mention, all reports from friends say its a beutiful country. The healthcare sucks, I hear, but since I don't plan on injuring myself....should be okay. I also wouldn't mind learning that one game they play like shuffleboard on ice....Oh! and hockey! Did I mention I love hockey?

HaHaTonka State Park- I want to go hiking there. Its in my neck of the woods, it has great trails, some pretty strenuous. I love it there. Super relaxing, really a great picture of how beautiful Missouri can be.

Italy- If only for the food and wine. Oh, and Gypsies.

Greece- If only because of the cliche. And the beaches.

Other things I think would be fun to do right now:

Go to a lake

Lay by a stream and listen to the water.

Go bodysurfing. I've been craving the ocean.

Go Scuba Diving. Now, granted, I've only done supplied air, but that was fun. Why not take the time to do it right, and really explore? Also, sting rays terrify me.

Go horseback riding somehwere open like Montana, where there's more cows and horses than people. Run the horse as fast as I can. Shake my hair loose.

Go to a really, really big toy store. Play with the stuffed animals and the tonka trucks. Find an electric train set to take home and put around my christmas tree.

Go to an arcade. Waste a lot of money playing skeeball, pinball and any other game that has no reward but saying you rock at it. Go somewhere like the vintage arcade in my town where you can play games like Frogger and Galaga.

Play mini-golf. Because I suck at it. It still fun.

Go ice skating. We have a rink in town and it is so easy and cheap and fun. I never have anyone to go with. I'd love a day on the ice.

Visit one of those ice hotels in Alaska. Order more fur blankets to keep me warm. Drink enough martinis and hot chocolate that it wont matter. Make love, just to see if the ice will melt. (I know it won't but its worth a try, right?)

Anywhere in the Carribean. I haven't been. I've never been on an island, unless you count my brief stop in England. I want to eat really good food from seriously scary roadside stands. My hair is long enough I could take a whole day to get it braided. I'd have them put black and pink beads in my hair.

Visit an amusement park and ride roller coasters until I throw up. Eat some nachos, a crappy frozen lemonade, and other unhealthy foods. Go in the haunted house. Repeat.

Anywhere in the world, right now, where I could go swimming and actually need sunblock so I wouldn't burn. I'd be cool with that. I need a good swim.

The Wizzarding World of Harry Potter. Yeah, I know, it is a ton of money for something that seems really trivial. But I want to go. I want a slytherin scarf, and I want to drink a butterbeer. Bite me.

Go to a candy store and try every single flavor of Jelly Belly jelly beans. Even the berty bott ones.

Yep. So those are the things I would love to be doing right now. Of course, there is one other thing. If I could be with you, just this moment, things wouldn't seem so boring- would they?

Have an adventure for me this week friends.

AGxx