Fair Day.  I love it.

Abby and I did a repeat of what we did last year: blow off the entire day and spend it at the Kentucky State Fair.  I dig, y’all.  So while I didn’t have the kahuna with me, I kept Paco handy.

And this was our day.

My bourbon balls!  I didn’t place but it was exciting to see them in the case.  And they were pretty.  And thank you, Abby, for taking my picture with my balls.

All the balls… totally not as pretty as my balls.

A close up of my perfectly round chocolately, bourbony balls.  They actually look kind of schwetty in this picture.

The cattle.  A must see.  As in you must see where you’re walking or you’ll end up in some bovine fecal matter.  That’d be a cow pie.  We wholeheartedly believe that they laugh at the “city folk” that tiptoe through here.  If I had boots on, I’d probably trot on without batting an eyelash myself.  But I dont.  So I won’t.

The border collies doing trials with the ducks.  I had more fun petting the dogs beforehand but it was still a good time.  These doggins love what they do.  And I kept thinking of my Chasey Bear – the one dog named Dot looked a lot like my Chase.

The Ugly Lamp Contest.  Thank you, Lynn’s Paradise Cafe, for holding such an excellent contest at the fair.  The Ralphie lamp was the best, hands down – it has blue ribbon potential.  You got the shaft, my friend.

Ew.  Barf.  It does exist.  So does the myocardial infarction that comes after you eat it too.

We watched Edgewood play for a while.  You see that fella on the far left?  That’s Natalie’s brother in-law.  That’s why we came.  We stuck around because they’re actually pretty good.  And because sitting on a hay bale is fun anywhere you are.

These fine ladies would be the Lumber Jills.  Chicks with axes.  Well, they have saws in the video but regardless, they carry sharp, heavy things that could do some major harm.  I will never be able to do what they did.  Ever.  I’m OK with that.

So even though the Kentucky State Fair judges didn’t find my bourbon balls to be ribbon-worthy, my friends at work did.  And Amy made me my own ribbon.  I think part of the reason she thinks they’re the “best most delicious” is because they don’t cost nuthin’.