It was nice to see that Sponge Bob was represented
A fabulous sunset was a nice touch.
We wanted to go to the fair this year since it was about 20 degrees cooler this summer than last, but they still pick the hottest bloody week of August to have it! I just cannot handle heat, so I am kinda left out of that kind of stuff. I hope that one day when i loose these two extra people hanging off of my skeleton that the weight loss will help with that; but i have been prone to heat stroke ever since i was a child, so i may just be one of those people that never really gets to enjoy that kind of thing. Anyhoo, we did go opening night to see Bill Engvall. OMG - he was a hoot!!! He is just as funny in person as he is on TV or DVD; no swearing or talking about sex just to be dirty, and he has been married to the same woman for 25 years. He is very humble and down to earth; we were waiting for the elevator to take us up to the main level and a guy was talking to some of his friends about Bill (everyone calls him Bill; it's totally fine and cool). He had flown into Billings earlier in the day and asked this guy to show him around the fairgrounds. They set out in a golf cart, and the guy said that not one person that asked for an autograph or photo op was turned down. He was very happy and gracious to everyone, and loved to talk to all the little kids. He did a bit in his show about turning 50 and getting his first colonoscopy; i thought i was going to pee and pass out at the same time. It was a great evening. Ollie and i decided that we would go ahead and go out to the fairgrounds since now it was dark out and wouldn't be nearly so hot. I was totally jones-ing for a tater pig and deep fried chocolate covered twinkie. I don't normally eat that kind of stuff in public, but hey it was DARK - no one would really be able to see me!! When we finally figured out how to get out of the Metra Arena and out to the grounds, it was spitting a little rain. Ollie had just spent three hours in her unairconditioned bathroom straightening her hair, so we decided not to venture any further. We merrily returned to the Arena, took the elevator up to the main floor, where i proceeded to eyeball the four - yep, four - flights of stairs to get up to where we parked. Out of the corner of my eye, i could see all the Metra personnel taking bets and running through their CPR lessons in their heads. I managed the first two flights without stopping, then it took me another 10 minutes to climb the last two. The 15 mile hike to where i parked the Rodeo on the side of a hill was a breeze after that! But, all in all, it was totally worth it.
Well, i guess i had better wrap this up. I have managed to get some laundry going while my pictures for this post were uploading; you may applaud.