anna shologan: Summer Lovin'

Neither Keith or I deal with extreme heat very well and this July was hot in Regina, but nonetheless it's good to enjoy the shorts weather because before we know it, the snow will be back and we'll be complaining about that again. On Wednesday (the 1st of August) I exclaimed at work "first of August, it's almost Christmas!" and I think I was dangerously close to being pummeled with rocks computer keyboards.
As much as sticky heat doesn't appeal to me, I do love camping and canoeing and hiking and farmer's markets and laying around the yard and wearing summer dresses (and oh so many other summer things). August is upon us and we're doing our best to enjoy the last month of summer before fall arrives.

I've been playing with the new camera. Nova is sucking it up and coming to terms with the fact that I will take as many pictures of her as possible.

"I smell a season change coming..."

We spent a lovely evening laying around the yard.

What lovely teeth you have.

Hello Mr. Sun, I see you.

Later on when it had cooled off more we went for a bike ride. The best way to help Nova expel energy is with a bike ride. She loves them. And since she's a breed that is too unreliable to allow off leash (the instinct to run is just too strong) this is the way she gets to run at a speed she likes. We came to the top of the hill overlooking the lake and enjoyed a beautiful sunset. I'm continuing to try out different settings on the camera.

We found Nova a friend.

And I spent a good 15 minutes crumpled on the ground (in my sundress) taking pictures of this little guy.

I came up happy and with my legs covered in gravel.

I often get asked how I manage to feed Keith. The simple answer is, that once a year we go to the fair and get an entire year's worth of calories into one, greasy, deep fried evening.

I did not understand the wonder of the turkey leg.

Now doesn't that sound appetizing?

Bacon on a stick was the new thing this year, we didn't end up getting any. But basically it was a 1 1/2 inch thick piece of bacon. On a stick. With the options of regular, maple glaze, or chocolate drizzle.

I stuck with the corn dog.

Oh corn dog, how I love you so.

We wandered. Enjoyed the petting zoo.

I always feel so bad for those ponies attached to the wheel.

They fed this big nasty snake a dead rat. Gross.

Gross.

And then it poured.

Which gave us a good excuse to stay in and watch Stampede Wrestling!

"Beefy"

We did this last year too (even though it was sunny out). So we did the exact same this year. Got a colossal onion and cotton candy and watched a guy in "Beefy" underwear toss some other guy in blue tights around while we yelled "boooooo" like a couple twelve year old boys (this is the only time I ever boo. And for the record I never in my life have watched wrestling like this other than at the fair with Keith... and cotton candy and a colossal onion).

I classed it up this year and got a London Fog.

Afterwards came the best part. Dueling pianos! I loooooove dueling pianos (I'm sure you're all shocked). But. Because it had just rained there were about seven of us there watching from rain drenched picnic tables.