Summer Carnival

 

 Come with me to a place where the colors are vibrant...

Where the light is perfect...

 

Where the kids are happy...

 

Where the music is loud and people dance with spirit...

  

and where tattooed muffin tops undulate like fun slides...  

YES! The Summer Carnival is in town! We had a great time taking in all the sights, smells, sounds, and feeling nostalgic about corn dogs and cotton candy (for about 2.5 seconds and then we came to our senses)

It's nice to know you live in a place where these festivals happen. 

 Where giant elephant dogs roam and make us feel macho...

 the calliope plays...

and there's a winner every time.

This was weird/cool

First off, if I was designing my own life exhibit, you can bet I wouldn't be mixing fonts with reckless abandon.

And second, as ad promo for some intel product --I guess I'm left feeling a little jaded.  It's all just a basic template that grabs your information and posts it to the program...

Still, kinda freaky to think about your online presence.

Want to see your own facebook museum? Click this

In which Kaje proves she's learned her lesson...

 

 Guh--normally I HATE pictures of myself. I much prefer being on the other side of the lens. But every so often there's the "Oh, okay, fine group photo...yeahhhh...let's do it." 

And then the classic "hold your arm out and take a picture with your phone pose"... 

But you see what I did there? Eh? NO SQUINTY EYES FOR ME! The 'shutter' clicked my face didn't contort into some strange shocked-scared-fishoutofwater visage. I WIN! I WIN This is a bitter sweet moment though, because while I look cute, (I mean, check it, no double chin! No ugly smile. No bad side arm lines) poor Ivan got slammed by the sun.

 

I may have crazy-windy-ms.frizzle-hair--and a blanket wrapped around me (because it was frrrrreeezzzing in the park. Don't let that bright sunlight fool you. AND Hey!? What did I ever do to you June? Why do you hate me? 59 degrees...)

but I don't have squinty eyes---because I've learned the secret. Have a sun scapegoat, and hide behind the person next to you!

 Which means I owe you a cute picture of Ivan...

 There...all better! :)