Monday, October 06, 2008

Of family, friends and fate at the fair

So how was your weekend?

I'm happy to say that ours was pretty good. Our regular workout on Saturday AM, followed by dinner at friends; then a lovely Sunday with perfect weather for a fall fair. It took a bit of convincing to get our 8 year old teenager out of the house, but I told him, "We are going to have some family fun time and you ARE going to enjoy yourself." For some reason, Ian seemed to find that quite hilarious. I think what sealed the deal was that baby cousin J would be meeting us there, and she's always a huge draw for the kids.

First stop at the fair - the Dora and Diego meet and greet. Unfortunately we got there just as they closed the gates to actually shake their hands. But the girlie had fallen asleep in the car, so was groggily satisfied with the waves they gave her. Especially once she saw the pony rides.

The ponies were adorable. And lo and behold, taking place just adjacent for the boys' viewing pleasure -- pig races. The girlie's turn came up and I seated her comfortably on her little miniature pony. Once settled, I looked around for the keeper of my critical blog equipment (ie. camera). And there he was, his back to me, watching the pig races and hooting encouragingly at the pink little buggers while I was unsuccessfully trying to get his attention.

I called once. No response. I tried a second time with more urgency - nada. The Dad one pony over was watching me with a grin on his face as I tried a third time with a little more volume... and then a fourth. Nothing. The next-door Dad was now chuckling. Finally, as we were quickly in danger of missing a precious photo-op before we started the pony circuit, I pulled out my loudest gutteral hag voice and screamed "IAN!!!!" at the top of my lungs. He looked at me with the most annoyed "WTF" gaze, but it did the trick. A mom's gotta do what a mom's gotta do.

Check it:


The rest of the afternoon was spent observing award winning pigs, hens, roosters, rabbits, cows, sheep, goats ... and admiring baby chicks, piglets and the like. Then there were craft exhibits, magic shows, wild animal shows...fire-eating buskers, silver Elvis statues who could move. They had everything. We were trying to convince the boy that we should stay for the Monster Truck finale ... but it was getting close to dinner and he had homework to do. And the kids were tired. So we headed back to the car.

Unfortunately, we had to pass by the merry-go-round on the way to the exit.

"Hey, I want to go on the merry-go-round!!!! I want to go now!!!" from the thrasher-formerly- known-as-the-girlie in her stroller.

Ugh.

Off the Man went to pick up some tickets while the Boy whined about the unfairness of it all. Was this how the lovely day was going to end, in misery?

While trying to placate a writhing, tantrum-ing 3 year old, and making sure the 8 year old wasn't planning to track his father down, I peered across the sea of heads trying to ascertain which among them belonged to my husband. And out of the other corner of my eye, I saw this family, a tall blond fellow, with his wife and cute little blond boy in tow. Something was familiar about him and his boy, but it was the sight of his wife that struck me the most. She was gorgeous, her hair a brilliant shade of dark auburn shining in the late afternoon sunlight. And I said to myself, "I KNOW her!"

I yelled "Kelly!!" And she looked up at me, obviously puzzled because she'd never seen nor heard me before in real life. So this was likely as strange for her, as it was for me. (After all, I don't normally go around yelling at strangers, although I did spare her my gutteral hag version.)

"It's me, Karen" and I went up to her as if I'd known her all of my life.

Because this wasn't just any Kelly. This was the awesome Don Mills Diva. We've been trying to hook up for months now. With our husbands' work schedules being so busy, her starting a new job (and me too, for that matter) it was looking like we might not swing things until even later in the year.

But thanks to serendipity, we'll hopefully have that drink sooner rather than later.

And that was the perfect conclusion to our day at the fair.

14 comments:

Cherry said...

Sounds like a lovely Sunday!... you know minus the guttural hag cry.

How fun to have run into a bloggy buddy! I know when I met my first (and so far) only bloggy buddy and her husband it was as if we totally knew each other. Of course I seem to forget that I don't post pictures of my face on the blog, so people don't get the immediate connection with me. Perhaps I'll change that someday.

Hope you had good Monday!

louann said...

Sounds like it indeed was a lovely day spent with family =) I love family time.

Melissa said...

How fun!

I love visiting fairs like that. And we even try to hit the BIG one up in Dallas every other year.

And meeting bloggy friends is cool. How lucky you are!

April said...

Oh, that's so cool that you met the DMD!! And it sounds like it happened just when you needed a friendly face. I'm jealous, but happy for you.

C said...

Oh, wow! That is so cool! Running into a blog buddy is awesome! Lucky you...you got to meet the Don Mills Diva herself! ;)

P.S. I was talking to Dina on the phone and she reminded me that it was almost a year ago that you and I were introduced in person at Danielle's house! Wow! Time flies!

Kathryn said...

Wow! What are the chances of you running into Kelly? That is crazy!

I wasn't able to watch your video. It wasn't working. :(

The fair is always such a big deal for our family. It is one of our favorite annual traditions. :)

Kimmylyn said...

Kelly is awesome..and I am so jealous you guys got to run into one another..

It sounds like a GREAT day!!!

Momisodes said...

What a fun time! I really wish we were closer. I'd love to meet a bloggy pal :)

I loved the clip! BTW your boots rock!

Nap Warden said...

How cool is it that you met DMD! Really cool:)

Kat said...

Awesome.
LOL on the yelling you had to do to get Ian's attention. I've done that too. Mine is a complete idiot when I hand him the camera.

I'm also jealous that you got to wear a jacket to your fair, it was 97 degrees when we went.

Maureen said...

Very cool that you were able to meet up with DMD. I have met one blogger friend so far, hope to increase that number in the future!

Ginaagain said...

Oh how fun!

Karen said...

How cool is all that?! Running into bloggy buddies would be fabulous.

And that gutteral hag thing cracked me up. I'm glad I'm not the only one that has to resort to that on occasion.

Don Mills Diva said...

Aww - you are so sweet to not mention that I was less than composed - aka about to lose my mind after dealing with Graham's naggy, whiny meltdowns for the past two hours!

BTW how about October 30th at my house? (I'm just picking a day or it will never happen!)

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