The Fairfax fair
The baby judging last Friday evening at the Fairfax fair turned out to be not quite what I was expecting. Although there were babies,
                                    we did not actually judge them.
Instead, we judged the aspirants to the Little Mr. and Miss Fairfax crown. These were 4-to 6-year-olds who were dressed to the nines.
                                      A few hopefuls waiting for their turn on stage.
I had two fellow judges:
                                            Rob and Jesse, who will be a sophomore at the University of Missouri this fall and is studying nursing.
Our scoring sheet.
                                                           And you can see from this that we actually were to take points away if the kids were crying! (Although thankfully none of them did.)
There was quite a crowd there.Â
                                 (This is about half the crowd; there was a roughly equal number sitting on the other side.)
And this guy:
There were also homemade funnel cakes, which looked pretty darned good. I was lucky I didn’t have any money on me. (Or unlucky, depending upon how you look at it.)
We finally picked our winners, and they seemed a little stunned. (This little girl is indeed going to be in Rob’s kindergarten class this fall.)Â
All in all, it was a good time, and especially good to see a small rural town that is still a vibrant community, whose occupants seem genuinely proud of their tiny town.  Fairfax seemed idyllic that night–the rural America that we would all like to believe once existed and might still exist if only we were lucky enough to stumble onto it.
P. S. I’m a little stalled on that I-cord edging for Nicola. I picked up the stitches around the borders,    Â
and started the I-cord, of which I have about 6 inches done.
Now I’ll be sticking that pin in my eye.
August 22nd, 2006 at 6:59 pm
I-cord. Sigh. But I have to say, I love that sweater. It’s beautiful and very flattering.
Glad you survived the baby judging. It sounds like a lovely night, actually.
August 22nd, 2006 at 9:03 pm
Funnel cake….oh the sweet fried goodness that is funnel cake! I was first in troduced to funnel cake 16 years ago when I moved to SE Pennsylvania from NYC … I’d had zeppole (equally fried & equally good but not even close to funnel cake) but this was far different. I love going to carnivals if only for the funnel cake!
Sweater looks terrific …can’t wait to see the finished product. I love the way grey looks in clothing-there’s something so classic about it that I really like.
August 22nd, 2006 at 10:02 pm
I knew you’d judge those babies well. Sounds like a wonderful day was had by all. And the sweater does look wonderful.
August 23rd, 2006 at 9:05 am
I knew the “baby judging” would turn out OK. Funnel cake? I’ve seen advertisements for it on the IHOP commercials, but otherwise it’s not part of my food repertoire. Sounds interesting…
I love the grey sweater. You have inspired me to try adding I-cord to one of my knits… I’ve never done it before.
August 23rd, 2006 at 8:15 pm
Funny, I just never thought of funnel cake as being a regional thing, but I guess it is. It just isn’t a acceptable festival/fair of any kind without a funnel cake vendor (and we’re in western New York state).
I’ve been finding an i-cord edge looks so nice, that I enjoy the almost mindless miles of it.
The sweater looks great!
November 15th, 2006 at 9:42 pm
[…] The nice thing about knitting things that are to be felted is that they grow quickly, since they’re knit at a loose gauge on large needles. It doesn’t bear thinking about, though, that after the expanse of stockinette, this bag ends with a double row of applied I-cord. And then you knit separate I-cord handles. We all know how I feel about I-cord. We won’t go there again. […]