Yesterday I was talking about a fun afternoon I had with my friend “S” on a spur-of-the-moment Girls’ Day Out. We met at the mall during the middle of the day, had a couple beers, did the classic mani-pedi thing, had lunch and then finished the afternoon with a little retail therapy. It was one of the best impromptu get-togethers I’ve had in a long while – and it was much-needed.
So what’s better than one Girls’ Day Out? Well, naturally, that’d be a second Girls’ Day Out. Thus, I segue into:
Girls’ Day Out, #2.
My other friend, uh…"S"… Uh oh, I now see the flaw in my First Initial Anonymity Plan. Different first name, but it begins with the same letter.
|Uh oh. I guess "Q" has completely lost her anonymity.|
Clearly, I'm not good at this subterfuge stuff!
Okay, I’m nothing if not flexible. Let’s call her “Q.”
So, “Q” and I decided to get together last week and head to the Ohio State Fair. It’s something we’ve done from time to time through the many decades we’ve been friends. And I do mean decades – “Q” and I have been fast friends since our first day of college at Ohio State when we were 18 years old. And that friendship has only grown stronger as the years go by.
We used to take her two daughters to the fair when they were kids. Now they are adults with children of their own - so Grandma and I had to show them that we are not feeble old ladies and could make it from one end of the fair to the other.
Except, um...we didn't quite succeed. The first thing we did when we got there was to grab a map – and then head to the sky glide to ferry us to the far end of the fair.
Sue…oops, I mean, “Q” wanted to visit the Bunnies and they were at the other end of the complex. And, sure, the bunnies were cute and all, but I was more captivated with the sky glide. I’d never been on it looking down at the fairgoers and booths selling all manner of crazy foods. I mean, the idea of that whole donut burger thing still makes me a little queasy just thinking about it.
But I had never seen the fair from that perspective and I was enthralled.
Anyway, we wandered around various buildings and exhibits for a while. And we bought a couple small souvenirs.
And then the Ingesting of the Fair Food commenced.
It took me a long time to realize that you can’t get Fair Food just any old time – and I had never really taken advantage of Fair Food before. But “Q” initiated me. She is the Queen of the Fair and has even gone there on her own from time to time. So she had already staked out the best booths to visit.
And this time I knew the drill. First we stopped at the tent where they made all sorts of sandwiches and we ate something sensible and rather filling.
Then we stopped for cold drinks. I have had the Lemon Shake-ups before and absolutely love them, but they are a bit too sweet for me. I don’t know – is an entire cup of sugar per glass too much?!
This year, I discovered that they had a sugar-free version so I ordered one. And let me just say: “Yum-my!” Plus, it actually quenched my thirst; something the sugar-filled versions don’t do.
Next, “Q” had to stop at the Fair Fries booth, so we shared some fries as well as the Lemon Shake-up.
We walked around some more letting that sandwich-Lemon Shake-up-French Fries combo mix in our stomachs. (Not so “yum-my” – but at least we didn’t add anything like deep-fried Twinkies to the mix.)
At “Q’s” insistence, we visited the Bee Tent. Normally, bees are something I avoid at all costs as I’m not crazy about bee stings, but “Q” wanted to see if they had any honey for sale. This was probably my least favorite part of Girls' Day Out because there were a lot of bees loose in that tent, but... what'reyagonna do? It's all in the name of friendship, right?
Yeah, whatever. All I can say is "Q" had better not give me any grief the next time I ask her to help me dig in the dirt. Last time I tried there was a little snake in the garden and I promptly put down my trowel. And that was the end of the dirt-digging for me. I don't do well with bugs, insects, or anything that slithers.
But I digress.
We walked away from the bee tent without a single sting (whew!) and without a single behemoth jar of honey and headed toward the exit. But before we left the building, er, fair, we had one last stop to make. And that was the Funnel Cake booth. After all, we had to have something sweet, didn’t we? And you can’t get a funnel cake just anywhere, can you?
Do me a favor and just nod your head “yes.” Otherwise, I’ll keep talkin’ to try to convince you.
At any rate, we shared part of a funnel cake and then had the rest wrapped up for leftovers.
And we exited the fair tired, hot, full and happy. And it was the end of another fun “Girls’ Day Out.”
If I haven't convinced you about the benefits of getting together with your friends for some much-needed "Girls' Day Out," activities, I'm guessin' that at the very least I've made you hungry.