September 24, 2007

Fall Fest

The Fall Festival looks to have been a huge success. I didn't really "participate" but from what I saw there were tons of people here, and given they were all walking around with smiles on their faces, yeah - I think it was a pretty damned good time.

Having to work on Saturday I missed most of those events. But when I got home, I saw the craft fair was packed, and every available spot on the side streets had a vehicle of some sort.

Saturday night I headed to Fritz's. Fritz's daughter had promised they would set back a plate of pork for me, and after that long ass drive and rather disappointing day, that sounded like a piece of heaven.

I walked downtown and, I'll be honest, almost turned around when I got to the door. That place was PACKED. I was thrilled for Fritz. But me? Ohhhh I hate goin' into places like that alone. I stood at the door and just took big gulping breaths. I focused on that plate of pork. I opened the door and made a bee-line for the end of the bar.

I should probably explain. I don't do big crowded social situations well when I'm by myself. Especially after a long ass day and no sleep. And I really don't know that many people here. So, I felt like a damned bull in a china shop.

I request my plate and Fritz convinces me to have a beer while I wait. Who can say no to Fritz? So I grabbed my mug and headed even further back. The girls that bartend and wait tables were standing back there and THEM I know.

So a quick beer and I'm ready to go.

Let me just say, that plate of food was MORE than worth the anxiety attack. Damn......

Around 9:00 I heard some thumping. So I head out the front door. It was the fireworks display over at the high school. I settled on my front step and watched the show. Gotta tell you folks - they do a pretty damned good job! VERY cool.

Sunday was hot and sunny. Folks were pullin' into town EARLY. I did wander down for a bit of the parade, but it was Football Sunday and I just needed to decompress for this coming week.

All weekend I heard the street music, laughter and conversation wafting through the air. The sound of the children would bring a smile to my face without me even realizing it.

Yeah, I'd say it was a huge success.

I just have one big regret. The weather. Oh - it was beautiful. Clear, sunny skies. But it was in the 80's. Kinda hot for a fall festival.

To me, the perfect weather would have been cool in the morning, crisp during the day. Crisp as in flannel shirts, light jackets, hiking boots. The kind of day you can put your hands in the pockets of your jackets. Where the air is so clean and clear....THAT is the perfect Fall Fest weather.

This was the 70th Fall Festival in THE Valley. I just love stuff like that. Tradition. Everyone talks about, everyone looks forward to it. And man oh man, do people come from all over. I really think that is cool.

And just another part of the reason I love this place more and more. It's a community. Small, nosey, but caring. A GREAT place to live........

Posted by Tammi at September 24, 2007 06:52 AM | TrackBack

I THINK we walked by your house.

Posted by: Raging Mom at September 24, 2007 07:26 AM

That sounds wonderful, like a Norman Rockwell painting. :D

Posted by: pam at September 24, 2007 08:42 AM

It was hot here too. Weird. Just wish I could've enjoyed the extended summer. Instead I was painting my house. My calves are very tan.

Glad you had a good day. The Valley is quite a place, ain't it?

Posted by: Jerry at September 24, 2007 09:29 AM

We really enjoyed seeing you Tammi...Indiana will not stop talking about it. We miss ya hon.

Posted by: Emily at September 24, 2007 01:23 PM
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