One of the oddest things about moving to rural Tennessee is that, for me, there never seems to be much to do. I know that isn’t the case, they just don’t have the readily available activities that I’m used to.
So, I let some of my friends drag me out to a music festival where I listened to a wide variety of local bands play some good (and reeeeeally bad) music, where cover band wannabe pop stars were followed by scary gospel and then super-duper awesome bluegrass. Then we got rained out. Bummer.
I also ate some very bad-for-me things, such as: home-made (right in front of me!) chili cheese curly fries (I even watched them curl the real, fresh potatos), caramel apples, funnel cake (my Achilles Heel of fair food), and the big kahuna…DEEP FRIED TWINKIES. I had heard some crazy things about this phenomenon to deep fry everything and see how it tasted, but had never tried it myself. Ooooh, I wish I hadn’t. I didn’t really like it that much, and I’m pretty sure that’s the point where my sugar-high went into full-on tummy rebellion. Bigger bummer. Overall, though, I had a very good time hanging out with people and eating bad, bad things.
And…
THREE DAYS LEFT UNTIL FULL SWING COMES OUT! I’m so excited (and I just can’t hide it!)
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