Two bills, Three catalogs, One letter from the bank..

...saying I'm their favorite customer (yeah- RIGHT)... and no stamps and/or scrappy stuff.

Not a good mail day. Send mail. I think my mailbox is broken. No joyful wishes of happy days. No art in a 'vope. Heavy sigh.

Today is a cloudy kinda overcast morn... which is a good thing, actually. But, it's gonna be hot again- and still no signs of rain. Whasup with that? Used to be- if it was County Fair Week- you could COUNT on a deluge and slopping through the mud to go to watch piggies frolicking in the slop under the livestock sheds and the anticipation of some really good mud-slinging rodeo rides. Now.. it's just dusty and makes you want to sneeze. And- it IS Fair Week. Which reminds of hot, sticky wool band uniforms and marching in the Fair Parade to throngs and throngs of proud community members out to get in the mood for celebration.

Another thing has changed and I don't think it has anything to do with the weather. The only folks that go to the parades now are the family members of the folks that are required to BE in the parade... I don't think that the real community SPIRIT is there- at least if it is... I'm not feeling it. I don't really choose to put myself out there and cheer on the loosing team and all the vapid little wanna be pop-tarts starting at age 3. What ARE these moms thinking?? Used to be they were proud members of the 4-H club... now, they are members of the "I'm dressed just half-as-sexy as MTV sluts" fan club and raising daughters and sons to embrace the same ideals. Oh. Yah. I remember now-- it's a beauty contest for the Fair Queen pageant. Wonder why they don't have it based on Jam & Jelly preserving and quilting and an art contest?

wow. did I just write that? No wonder Kid is so darned negative-- he must get it from me!

Okay-- I guess if it were just BANDS that were in the parade I might go-- but, only if they promise not to have drill teams and color guards writhing to the Vegas music. Which is in fact, the theme this year for our local high school and while I enjoy a lot of the music that is associated with those venues... it just seems really WRONG to me to have high-schoolers wearing the very suggestive mantra "What happens in Vegas... " well... you get the drift?

I may be a real prude- but, until a couple of years ago I wasn't interested in going to Vegas. I mean- I don't gamble. The only cards I play are Canasta and Gin Rummy. Putting money into a slot machine hoping to get some paltry pocket change seems ridiculous when I can hand over the same amount to a stamp or scrapbook store and be infinitely more gratified with what I get in return. But- then... I got intrigued with the "behind the scenes" shows on the Travel Channel and the lovely, lovely themed art venues and famous mini-locals that the casinos have recreated. I mean- the Bellagio is so on my list of places I'd like to see- cuz they've got all kinds of museum collections. Trouble is-- the focus on family friendly was last decade. My sister tells me that when they had their "renaissance" it was advertised as being more benign and the emphasis was less on the seedy side of life. But- that really doesn't make money- so, things have gone back to the more traditional risque adult pleasantries and truly- what happens in Vegas.. should STAY in Vegas. So- guess I won't go to see the art after all.

harmump. don't know what so got me so dog-goned grouchy this morning.

But- on a postive note.... I'm in the mood to SCRAP! and- so- I go now to put some page kits together in anticipation of creating dozens upon dozens of lovely memories. yeah. Right. As if.

Or maybe I should go get another cup of coffe and try to change this attitude.

In the meantime, send mail. I really think my mailbox is broken.