An A-Fair to Remember

Felicitations my fine fellows and fellowettes,

This weekend my fair city, hosted the 2nd annual Denver County Fair. Rest assured, I attended the resplendent event. I missed out on last year’s fair and have been kicking myself ever since. I love that our fair holds hundreds of competitions for anyone that loves crafting, baking, gardening, or toad hollering.

The fair ran Friday-Sunday and Mr. McCluckin’ and I made plans to attend Sunday. We took a wee friend along to help us judge how much fun a little person might find. Unfortunately we arrived about 4 hours before the end of the fair and everyone was very low energy. Nonetheless we pushed on and tried to rustle up some fun.

Adultwise there was the geek pavilion which hosted many a video game, science fiction amusements, and quite a few steampunk booths. I marveled over the little gears of steampunk creations while Mr. McCluckin’ challenged our 4-year-old companion to some old fashioned Dance Dance Revolution. We considered entering the Freak Show area but there was a demonstration of “How to Hammer Nails Into Your Nose” and decided that wasn’t appropriate for any of the age groups in our gang. Of course, shopping in the craft arena was lovely, but I didn’t find any gems.

As for our wee person, she had buckets of fun. There was a pony ride, bouncy castle mayhem, cotton candy galore, and goat feeding. She could have also enjoyed the petting zoo but opted out. We saw variations of chickens never before spied, fluffy little rabbits that looked nervous, and 2 varieties of goats.  Oh, and there was a cookie castle that had been built during the fair and Sunday afternoon they launched it from the top of a staircase to its doom. Apparently at some point a unicorn had been available but not while we were there. I later learned it was a mock unicorn, just a pony with a taped on horn.

It was also super exciting to see my colleague, Beth Bradley, win second place in the sewing competition with her fantastic purse. I wish I had been present Saturday for the speed knitting and crocheting races. Plus there was the sew something in 15 minutes challenge on Sunday that we managed to miss due to late arrival. All in all it sounds like there were many fun and exciting happenings that were missed due to poor planning on our part.

Final conclusion: Everyone I interviewed said that Saturday was a hoot. I think Sunday afternoon was just the end of a very busy weekend for most vendors. Next year I will make it a point to attend earlier in the weekend. Alas, fun could not evade us and we went home rather happy. Favorite things for each member of our group:

Mr. McCluckin’: The Blues Brothers Car, the robot building competition in which someone entered Crow T. Robot from MST3K, and the scrumptious chicken and waffles he smuggled out of the food truck roundup.

Wee Friend: The pony ride! Oh and the cotton candy.

Henny Penny: This weird little diorama titled Dr. Rabbitfoot’s Mysterious Knowledge and Information that might have been entered in competition or perhaps was just there to amuse. Clearly this is the dream house for Voodoo Ken. I also had a hoot feeding the goats. What is it about goats that makes you want to buy a herd and walk them in public? I just love the little rascals.



So that was my weekend, well mostly, I neglected to tell you about the terrible and mystifying events of Saturday. That tale is best saved for another time when there are fewer internet miles between us and when I am holding a flashlight under my chin.

Have yourself a merry little Wednesday!

Most assuredly yours,

Henny Penny

P.S. I made my first meringue pie and it was AMAZING! I intend to only eat pie from here on out, so if my crafting posts are just ways to make fluffier meringues, I apologize in advance.

What Else?

Dearest Readers,

I am sure you have been wondering what’s been crackin’ here at the hen house. Well I would never leave you in the dark. I am up to my elbows in fabric for a quilt I promised far too many months ago to one of the loveliest ladies I know. Additionally I made yet another elasticized item to strap to your face, an eye patch for a youngin’ living up in Canada. Then there’s the baking!

As best as I can tell Colorado has decided to remind me why I have been dying to move away and that reason is snow. I love a fluffy storm about once a year to roll around in and participate in a few shenanigans, but you’ll note I said once per year. Alas, 2012 has been the year of the never leaving snowdrift. Just as the snow has nearly melted to smithereens and all we have left are the huge drifts and piles created from shoveling, we get another crappy storm. Sure it’s personified calmness as it falls, and yes it’s nice to look out on a scene of snow covered meadows. But let’s be honest, I live in a town home complex the only meadow I can see from my house is the weird abandoned field between me and yet another town home complex. Even the word field is not appropriate for this space it’s really more of a plot that the developers on the other side of the fence dumped a bunch of dirt on, so now it has become a hill that the coyotes apparently love. Regardless though, snow makes me want to do 3 things: drink cocoa, bake, and crochet.

That second one has really been consuming more time than it should. As I have a bit of a problem with sweets, I try not to bring too many into the house. Instead of cookies, cakes, and brownies, I am prone to baking bread of all forms. Lately I’ve discovered a quick recipe for pita bread that’s easy and sublime! It’s from the book Artisan Bread in 5 Minutes a Day. I have a weird relationship with this book. It introduced me to bread baking 2 years ago and I haven’t gone back to store bought bread since, but sometimes I feel like the bread isn’t terribly complex. In those moments I turn to Peter Reinhart and spend weeks trying to make a starter. Either way the bread turns out delicious!

Now you might be asking yourself why on Earth would I spend so much time talking about baking when this is clearly a crafty blog. Well baking is a good deal like crafting, and I am pretending that making a sandwich is just as important as making a softie. Granted this could all just be due to the damn snow that has been distracting me from the handicraft projects lurking in the shadows.

Bundle up pals, Punxsutawney Phil says we’re in for the long haul!

Henny Penny