Why Do the Weekends Go So Fast?
Whooosh.
That is the sound of my weekend flying by. I honestly can’t believe it’s already Monday morning and not still Sunday. It’s not like I did anything all that great this weekend, either. Mostly it was taken up with errands and back-to-school business and family stuff. There was a trip to the dentist and some school shopping and knitting and a wee bit of family drama. I did manage to squeeze in some time with friends last night and that was great.
The sad thing is that I didn’t take any pictures of any of this and I thought I’d have nothing. Then I remembered that we went to the Marshfield Fair the other night and I took pictures there. You’re going to love these pictures. They aren’t of sheep or knitting crafts or food. They aren’t of people or rides or attractions. Nope, they are all of something very near and dear to my heart
I just know you all understand.
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The weekends do just fly by. At least we know they’re fun.
Totally my kind of fair…
and I am hearing that big whoosh whenever I realize that it’s almost September – cannot believe it….
Yikes…Marshfield Fair already? Time IS going by fast!
HA! You’re funny. I esp love the “Free Beer tomorrow” sign.
LOL!
Carole, a casual reader might mistake you for a lush…
lolol!
Great photos!
(((hugs)))
Ha-ha!! I do love those photos!
What a fair!
I want to know if you went back the next day for the free beer 🙂
I’m thirsty already ….
Too funny.
Here I was looking forward to next weekend and 3 days off…and then I remembered that three days really go as quickly as a regular weekend. Guess I had better look on the bright side and think BEER, too!
free beer rocks
This one’s a classic. 🙂
Stunning! Marvelous! Works of art.
Well, at least you took pics of important things.
now that’s funny. 🙂
HOW APROPO
That fair was in Marshfield, WISCONSIN, right? What with all the beer and such.
Heh. At first glance I thought there were six pictures and I was going to say something clever about six-packs, but there are seven… so, is that like a brewer’s dozen? Whatever it is, looks like one didn’t have to go far to quench one’s thirst.
; )
I do, I do. Even though I don’t drink, I raise my (water) glass to weekends!
Love it. I saw yellow leaves on my car windshield this morning and thought yep, there go the days of beer on the balcony…
Sigh.
So…
There was beer? ;^)
Now that would be my kind of fair. Totally.
Yay! Beer! ;o)
That’s hilarious! I sent your url to my cousin, whose brother (also my cousin) lives in Marshfield, telling her “explains a lot”.
My kinda signs!
I know why the weekend goes by so quick…too much beer leads naps that last too long!
Heh, heh, so you did manage to squeeze in some fun, too!
That is SO funny. So what do they sell at the Marshfield Fair? Yeah, I know.
Those pictures made me laugh!