The one day of the year I feel like a Texan. Even if I don't own cowboy boots.
I only spent $4,000 on tickets for rides and games. Good thing we loaded home enough stuffed animals to fill up a smart car.
I didn't even count the dollars I spent on fried desserts. Because that's pure heaven. It's priceless. And in case you're wondering, fried peanut butter cups will make an atheist believe in God.
My sister somehow fanagled me into riding all the rides with her kids. I guess I'm not the genius after all. Apparently that expired yesterday.