the OC Fair closed on Sunday - and with it my hopes and dreams of being an award-winning photographer.
man. am i a drama queen or what?
let's face it: after my last visit to the Fair and checking out all the photos, i'm making a mental list of what i may want to enter next year. but first, i gotta get this year's entry.
yesterday was pick-up day at the Fair, and they were pretty dang clear: pick up yer stuff or risk it becoming landfill fodder.
pretty dang clear, dontcha think?
so i drove down - and man, they made the pick-up process easy-peasy-lemon-squeezey.
when i got there, a very nice lady looked at my claim check and asked me if i knew where i was at...which i did. she escorted me over to it, pulled it off the wall, then we walked over to a table where i got a shiny new 'accepted for exhibition' baby blue ribbon.
and thus endeth my photography foire for the Fair.
just wait till next year.
in other news...
as Jacqui will attest - it's humid here lately. (so, Kenny, when i got your email about summertime in Mississippi, i giggled. then i went outside and realized that Mississippi got transferred to Cal-ee-forn-i-a.
and since it's so dang humid, you cannot sleep. unless you have central air.
which i don't.
and if you have a bed thrasher for a mate, which i do, it makes it even more fun.
which is why i'm up at this unearthly hour.
i foresee a Starbucks in my immediate future.
i also foresee a trip to the airport today. i'll be out of the state for a week, heading up to Reno to take lotsa photos and share with my sister-in-law when her baby starts kindergarten next Monday.
the jury's still out as to who will cry first.
i may post from the road, but don't be upset if i don't. see you next week.