Living the Country Life

On Wed., 8/8/12, there was the possibility of going to the Salem County Fair with my hubby, so I was like a human derecheo all day, virtually whirling around trying to "get it all done", making it possible for a little "downtime". Among a thousand other things, getting it all done included cutting fresh flowers and arranging shoes with succulents for the Amish Market on Thursday (where I also work!), tagging wreaths, and taking my Libby to the dock so she could be a dock dog that day, like all others. (It's one of her fav things to do, and mine too!)

You play, you pay. And we did. For those who have had the pleasure of going, the Salem County Fair, in South Jersey is the quintessential real deal of Country Faires. No carney, no rides, just pure 100%  country living at it's best. Amongst many other moments of fun, we saw friends and neighbors, stopped at the horse barns, petted some cows, the loudspeaker announced an upcoming quilt turning while we were in line for comfort food, we watched some of the much-attended tractor pull (both kiddie and adult!), cheered at a pig race, ate ice cream, visited the agricultural related vendors, listedned to country music by a local group, ooohhhhed and aaahhhed over baby bunnies, and we were home by 9:00 PM in time to watch the much anticipated Olympics beach volleyball showdown!

Libby as the dock dog, by Apparition, our sailboat!

I nestled into my spot on the couch, with my Libby by my side, petting her head and glad to be home enjoying one of life's finest moments. As the volleys started across the net, my Libby jumped from her spot, ran to the TV and virtually tried to catch the ball on the screen! As the ball disappeared from view on either side of the television, she would look in that direction, cock her head and then look at me as if to say "Mommy, where did it go? I want to play with it, too!". Then, the ball would come into play again and she would "follow" it across the screen, again trying to catch it with her mouth and again be confused as to where did that ball go to? I was doubled over laughing at this point, and in my own little world, in my fine country life, my Libby won her gold that night, just for me!