We decided to wait and go to the fair in the evening, since the rodeo didn't start until 8pm. We knew the fair itself probably wouldn't be much and not much time necessary to look around, so we headed over there around 6pm or a little after (I had to cut DH's hair first). We decided to just walk, as it was only about 3 or 4 blocks and a short cut through the grade school, down a path behind the high school football field and then out front of the high school is where the fair is set up.
On our way past the grade school, we see our neighbor couple from across the street at the grade school, they were putting together a shed for the school, so we stopped and DH helped a few minutes with that.
As expected the fair was not much at all, LOL. Not even any rides for the kids. We were hungry and there were at least several food booths, so we got some burgers and fries. DH had just met a guy the other day while he was at our property - the backhoe owner had sent this guy over to pick up his backhoe. He was standing near the picnic table we were eating at and DH said hello, so he sat down and chatted with us. Told us we'd better get our rodeo tickets bought, in case it sold out. Watched some kids roll around in those big bubble things. The exhibit in side one of the school buildings for art, photography, etc was closed. They had a big booth set up about fires and the fire fighting. We stopped to read an info board about good things to do around your house/property to prevent fire and there was an info sheet you could take with you. DH said it was good info to know and grabbed one. A young lady was manning the booth (she looked pretty bored as no one was visiting). We said hello and started chatting with her. Super cute young lady fire fighter. We talked with her about 15 minutes and then it was time to go over to the rodeo arena (we had picked reserved seats, only $1 more than the $11 general seats, LOL)
I LOVE RODEO's!! I haven't been since I was a kid. DH had never been to one. He loved it too. There is just something about cowboys I have always loved. (my real dad was a true cowboy) Nothing better than a guy in jeans, a western shirt, cowboy boots and a cowboy hat, in my opinion. And I just love seeing the young kids dressed up like that. So much fun. One of the ladies in my book club was sitting down the row from me, so we said hello.
The rodeo got over about 10:15 and we headed back home, back through the path behind the football field. A group of teenagers passed us and said they said hello. We were walking past the grade school and could see (in the dark) someone coming towards us on a quad (with a headlight) he waved and then turned and parked in front of one of the grade school doors and said something. We turned around and realized it was the guy from down the street that we got the wood from to make the sofa table. So we chatted with him a bit. He was in charge of getting ice for the beer garden, so he was apparently getting it from the grade school kitchen. LOL.
Love my small town life!