A Great Day at the Hocking County Fair!

I attempted to go to the Hocking County Fair. Note the word attempted. A word of advice. Never go anywhere with someone who is incompetent, inadequate and senile. Debbie was supposed to go too, but was sick. I should have known right then. Linda and I started off with my scooter in the back of the car. We got to the fair gate and I realized that I had been running my mouth and forgot to stop at the bank. I only had five dollars. Not enough to get in. So we turned around and drove back to the bank. We started back to the fair and were almost there when Linda said there is something wrong with this car. She was driving my car. She thought it was the tires. We turned around and went back to the gas station where they filled my tires for - Are You Getting This? - 75 cents!#@ Well, let me tell you I nearly passed out. I have never paid for air. So whatever. We started back to the fair.
We paid our six dollars and found a parking place. We dragged out my scooter and with the help of a man and another woman, we got it together. All of this under a beating sun. However, I knew it would be much better in the fair grounds away from the hot, dusty parking lot. OK. Ready to rumble? Where are the keys for the scooter? Oh. Up home in my purse. See, I didn't want to have my purse with all my credit cards and stuff at the fair so I just put my money in my pocket, but the keys...well. I sat on the scooter while Linda went back to the house. Did I mention that it was 85 degrees or more today. Beautiful day. Lots of trees over on that hill. Hot, burning up, miserable. The fair grounds are at the far end of the town and my house is at the complete other end. Logan isn't very big, but I sat in the sun a good 30 to 40 minutes. Finally! Linda was back. I was panting for the keys. She handed them to me. Nothing happened. Now, I DID SO remember to charge the battery! We Tried everything. While we were dismantling and loading the scooter into the boot, I told Linda how much I had enjoyed going to the fair and I certainly hoped we could go again next year. We reminisced about our good time at Jack's with a large cold drink and a big piece of pie. We deserved it. I can hardly wait for next year.