So here I am, sitting at my computer on a Friday night, again. This time I have a good reason though, Apple Butter Festivale is tomorrow (our towwn's annual celebration for tourists, the rest of us just stay inside and hide from all the assholes)
Well, I always liked looking at the neat stuff, and well, stealing stuff during apple butter as a kid. This year though, I'll be selling stuff--don't have an actual table, but BLS is letting me set up on their porch--they're close to the main booths, and lots of people take that back street u to avoid the people.
When I was a kid, I just hung out in the park area, away from the core of the people up with my friends, or alone.
I didn't go last year, which was my first year not going--Eric and I had just moved into this apartment during Apple Butter weekend (last October 5th) so we decided to not go, plus, we had just started dating, and well, had moved in together and all, so we just wanted to spend time together and scrump :3
This year though, Eric's gonna sit on the porch with me, and we'll eventually get some nummy nummy butterfly potatoes. They're soooo fucking good, and I want one of the machines myself, but then I'd need a deep fryer >_> but still, that would be AWESOME. They douse them in cheese if you like ( and believe me, I do like)
Here's what I'm talking about:
Well, I lost my train of thought, so now I'm probably going to go take a shower.
Well, I always liked looking at the neat stuff, and well, stealing stuff during apple butter as a kid. This year though, I'll be selling stuff--don't have an actual table, but BLS is letting me set up on their porch--they're close to the main booths, and lots of people take that back street u to avoid the people.
When I was a kid, I just hung out in the park area, away from the core of the people up with my friends, or alone.
I didn't go last year, which was my first year not going--Eric and I had just moved into this apartment during Apple Butter weekend (last October 5th) so we decided to not go, plus, we had just started dating, and well, had moved in together and all, so we just wanted to spend time together and scrump :3
This year though, Eric's gonna sit on the porch with me, and we'll eventually get some nummy nummy butterfly potatoes. They're soooo fucking good, and I want one of the machines myself, but then I'd need a deep fryer >_> but still, that would be AWESOME. They douse them in cheese if you like ( and believe me, I do like)
Here's what I'm talking about:
Well, I lost my train of thought, so now I'm probably going to go take a shower.