Where does one begin . . hmmmmm perhaps at the end.
Having 5 days off really wears on you but yesterday was sort of a lazy enjoy the wonderful weather day. Nothing much happened, watched golf, napped and both DJ and I sort of just laz-ed around getting our energy back that was sapped from us the day before.
You see Saturday we had a Art and Craft Fair in Stoughton and it was pretty draining. I did about as I had expected, sort of underwhelming. It was a small fair but I wanted SOMETHING in August. I sort of felt it was a practice fair actually. The draining part was the weather. Zero wind, 86 degrees and a dew point in the upper 70's. There were times when I felt there was negative wind.
It was mostly crafts but in Year 1 these are the only fairs I can enter because you have to apply 6 months ahead of time and I Was not prepared for the juries. Next year bigger events. Lots of pot holders, scarves and homemade pretzels vendors. Only two of us with bona-fide wall art . . . unless you count the guy across from me with wine cork wall hangings (he did pretty well).
The Cows On The Hill were the money maker. It was suggested to me that I needed more farm machinery photos so I'm looking for a friendly farmer in the area so I can go into the fields and take shots of machinery doing it's things - know any friendly farmers?
Interestingly I met a number of people that grew up in Columbus and now lived elsewhere.
Coming up - the Sun Prairie Main Street Art Fair (notice the lack of the word "craft") September 11th and then the big one (att 10,000). The two day Green Lake Golden Days Harvest Fest September 25-26. So far I have not been in a fair with over 1000 in attendance.
Friday I went to see mom and take her to the Dr for her final checkup and she was deemed "fully recovered" and she was very very happy. The house thing in Springfield ILL fell through as her finances were not as much as she thought so she is looking for an elderly enhanced apartment in Fort Atkinson.
Thursday was the big day for golf and Brewer game and it really should have it's own blog. In fact I think I'll tell THAT story tomorrow but I will say that in the years I have been keeping a handicap it was my worst score ever . .well, maybe the Irish course at Whistling Straits was worse but that was more due to the course and not my random flailing at the ball.
It was the perfect storm for me for bad golf and I was expecting to not do GREAT but did not think I would TOTALLY BLOW.
I have found that a driving range before a round will help my score by 4-5 strokes, no driving range experience on this day. I have also found that riding a cart will cost a stroke or two but with 90 degrees, zero wind and high humidity on an unknown course - - I was riding. When you ride you do not have a chance to figure out WHY your ball went where it did, you can not figure things out. BUT, you are comfortable.
At least if I was going to suck I was not going to get tired. Still, I had fun.
That's all I'll say about Thursday but I do know the title of tomorrows blog.
GOING COMMANDO AT MILLER PARK (NOT ME)!
have a good Monday!