Today, we went to the fair. To be honest, I can’t quite remember if it’s called the Del Mar Fair or the San Diego County Fair or something else entirely.
But here’s all you need to know: While riding on a ferris wheel, you can see the ocean waves just over there. Not that I rode any rides because I gave all the ride tickets to the teenagers and twenty-somethings with me. I hung out with my 11-year old and she hates rides, mostly.
Her main goal was to hold a piglet. Everything else was just a bonus, including watching pigs race and eating chocolate covered bacon. (Two related and yet completely unrelated situations there, but that did sound kind of weird, right? And . . . the pigs raced around the course to get an Oreo . . . so chocolate inside and outside of the pigs . . . nevermind. Let’s stop thinking about eating pigs.)
If I weren’t so exhausted, I would have a clever ending to this post.