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See this guy?  When I saw him I wished I could do what he was doing, though what he was doing specifically I couldn’t tell you.

I like to imagine he’s working on writing a piece of historical fiction.  He looks like a historical fiction kind of guy.  Of course he could be doing the paperwork for his construction business or something, but in my mind he’s an author.  Probably because I fantasize about being an author.

The best thing about historical fiction guy is the fact that he’s having a glass of wine while he works.  What a perfectly wonderful place to work, up in the trees, and with a glass of wine.  Wine and trees can be found at Cooper’s Corner in Fish Creek, WI.

That’s exactly where this guy was when I saw him.  The bar area of Cooper’s Corner is practically en plein aire on the second floor.  Husby and I spend a little time here when we visit Door County.  We sit and talk about our dreams and aspirations over a glass of wine or two while we enjoy the cool breeze blowing through.

The last time we were there I saw historical fiction guy.  It’s pretty unlikely that I’ll be buying a get-away writing abode anytime soon, so I decided I’m going to pack up the laptop and spend my summers writing at Cooper’s Corner with an endless glass of Pinot Grigio within reaching distance.

Cooper’s Corner.  All about dreams and aspirations.

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Dem Bones

I’m the luckiest girl in the world because I have a husband who cooks nearly every single night.  Every.  Single.  Night.  It’s a very wonderful thing and I appreciate it really a lot.  It gives me time to do my crafty stuff.  Or just sit around letting someone cook for me.  If I just sit around letting someone cook for me long enough I start feeling a little guilty.  I can feel guilty for a long time before I actually do something about it.  This weekend I decided to do something about the fact that I never cook.  I cooked.

We had a delicious meal of barbecued ribs.  I browned the ribs under the broiler early in the morning and whipped up a batch of my famous barbecue sauce, which I haven’t made for a long time because I don’t cook much anymore.  After the ribs were browned I cut them up into serving sizes and put them on a bed of sliced onion in the crock pot.  I poured a cup of my barbecue sauce on top of them and plugged in the crock pot.  Because I don’t cook much I realized an hour and a half later than I hadn’t turned the crock pot on.  Merely plugging it in won’t necessarily make it heat up the food.

No matter, the ribs were finished by 6:00 and were absolutely delicious with some au gratin potatoes and coleslaw.  The meat of the ribs came right off the bones and was moist and savory.

As we sat at the table after we’d finished eating I noticed the rib bones on our plates.  The first thing I thought of was I wonder if I could do a craft project with these bones.  I even said it out loud in front of Husby, who kind of laughed and said, “we could put them in the dishwasher and get them all clean, and then dry them in the sun.”  I thought for a minute.  Hmm…

After dinner I Googled “pork rib bone crafts” and I found this:

Bones

I got a little scared because I thought if we actually washed the pork rib bones in the dishwasher then set them out in the sun to dry Jesus might make them alive and they’d sprout little bone arms and legs and smiley faces and start dancing all over the back yard.  That was too much for me to handle.  The bones ended up in the garbage.

Yikes.

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Adieu, Sweet Fairchild

So ends the 2013 Minnesota State Fair.  Technically today is the last day, but it’s over for me.  I’ve got a blister on the ball of my right foot, but I don’t mind so much.  I visited the fair five times this year.  What?!, you say?  Well how are you supposed to eat everything you want to eat in one visit?  How can you see all the sights, collect all the freebies, carry all the merchandise you want to buy in one visit?

I’m also happy to report that my dad survived his 49th year working at the fair.  He’s 80 years old.  Yay Dad!

We had Dive Night with Ruthie and Ray at the fair too, which I’ll be reporting on this week.

I’ve got the day off from my day job today, which is a good thing because I have a little resting up to do after many long, hot days at the fair.  I also have to get back into my household routine and get some candles poured before my next show at the Dancing Dragonfly Winery on the 14th and 15th.

So, goodbye to the carnival, people walking around with huge stuffed animals, the beautiful smell of hot grease, food on a stick, and thousands and thousands of people packed into 320 acres simply for their love of the fair.  Goodbye, Fairchild, until next year.

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Africa Hot

It’s Minnesota State Fair time and it’s hot.  Africa hot.

Husby and I took a little drive down to St. Paul to visit the fair today and we couldn’t believe how stifling the heat and humidity was. It didn’t stop hardcore fair goers though. Hardcores like us.

Man, it was hot.

We got there around 9:00 a.m.  It was hot.

It only got hotter.

Hot.

We were sitting across from Steichen’s eating our delicious turkey sandwiches.  No, not your sliced turkey on bread turkey sandwiches.  Deep fried turkey, shredded, moist and delicious, on a bun, with a little bit of barbecue sauce for me and Cajun seasoning for Husby.  Yum.  So we’re eating our sandwiches on the ledge across from Steichen’s.  Don’t know Steichen’s?

Steichen’s is the fairgrounds’ grocery store.  They sell everything.  So we see this couple going into Steichen’s.  Remember, it’s hot.  Africa hot.  A few minutes later we see the couple coming out of Steichen’s, the woman had a three-pound bag of ice balanced on top of her head.

She had the genius idea of the day.  Because I’m telling you, it was hot.  It was so worth walking around with a bag of ice on your head.

Hot.

Africa hot.

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