Crazy Mouse

Well, it is fall and in Dallas, that means it is time for The State Fair of Texas. Fair time has a lot of associations for me; hot days with cool evenings, fried food, petting zoos, "fair day" off from school (the sense of playing hookie), I could go on and on. Needless to say, I look forward to the Fair. This year a group of friends decided to get together and head out there.

We met in front of "Big Tex", and if you have never seen him, he could be a bit scary. Young children are either in awe or crying. He is approximately 25 foot tall plastic cowboy that will periodically talk to the audience. I still get a kick out of watching the 3-6 year olds stare at the giant.

We pretty much ate and drank our way through the park. Among the seven of us, we consumed enough calories to prevent starvation to the entire population of a small third world country. Excess - the American way. Really, at the state fair, it's not that hard to do. Just smelling the air can cause the arteries to harden and cause build up of cholesterol to the veins. The air is laden with grease and lard. Yummy! We tried just about everything. Corney Dogs, French Fries, Nachos, Funnel Cake, Ice Cream, Fried Snicker bar, and to top it off Chicken Fried Bacon, WOW!!! Smelling it was enough for me, we had just left the midway and my stomach was churning!

The Midway. I tell you what I am not as young as I used to be. There was a time I could ride anything and not get sick. I rode one ride and it took me about a hour to get over it. I was sooooo dizzy, nauseated, and just not right after being tossed around the air for a mere 3 minutes with loud music and flashing lights. It is so disturbing to me that I am getting old. Yuck!

So a couple hours later and just before we left, we were feeling brave again and decided we needed to ride the "Crazy Mouse". Well, I had the time of my life!! (So what if it is a kiddy ride, apparently, that is all I can handle any more). We had a great time.