The Farm Show

Every January, Harrisburg hosts The Farm Show, at creatively named, The Farm Show Complex.  Farmers from all over PA bring their farm animals, canned goods, hand-sewn fashion, children, and whatever they can fit into their trucks, and they sleep at the FSC for a week.  I mention this event because 1) its right next door to my school, and parking is horrendous and 2) the food. 

Yes, if you've never been to the Farm show before, take your time browsing. Look at the goats and the sheep.  But, if you've been-there-done that, you know its really all about the food.  There are horse shows and even fashion shows (!), but its about the food.  Chicken corn soup, apple dumplings, fried mushrooms, homemade milk shakes....its all there.  You see, these farmers showcase their food too.  That means the dairy farmers show us how great milkshakes can be, and they fry huge pieces of cheese and put it on a stick for you.  The potato farmers make french fries. The swine farmers make pulled pork sandwiches. 

Come on now, you know you go for the food. 

This is a huge event for Harrisburg.  Its broadcasted on local tv here.  Kids go on field-trips to the farm show. 

 But, sadly, we haven't gone in 2 years.  And, I think its officially over now.  Which means parking will suck just a little less at school, and the farmers can sleep in their beds tonight. 

Oh wait....and there's always a huge butter sculpture!!! Check this out....

Ahhahaha!!!

Look at that crazy girl...

I start school again tomorrow. Full time, M-F.  Theory 3x a week and clinical the rest. Working on the weekend.  With a puppy who eats towels.  And a boyfriend who is also working/schooling like me, without the nursing stuff.  Haha....Oh, the crazy laughter has begun. 

Please pray for us.

Rainy days

This is very uncommon for me, but I will admit it: It rains a lot in Seattle. Not year round, but when it rains, it pretty much pours.  And so starts my post about our trip.

After staying in the sleaziest hotel in all of Philly (which is a pretty hard title to have, considering its Philly), we took a 0730 flight and arrived in Seattle around 1030.  That's the nice thing about time zones, you get your day back flying E to W.  The weather was just grey. No snow or rain at the time, and moderate temperatures. But, just grey.  I was worried that I wasn't going to get to see the mountains if we were going to have weather like that. Miraculously, Mt. Rainier was as clear as I've ever seen it. Not sure how that happened.

The middle part was a mixture of having no plans ahead of time, with some family drama, and more grey. 

We did make it out to Seattle however for New Year's.  My parents live on the other side of the water, so we took a ferry and had dinner at Etta's (Tom Douglas of course).  This was the highlight of our trip.  I'll describe our divine meal and post pictures once I have my camera near the computer.

K and I didn't stay for the fireworks. Instead, we went back to Silverdale, where I'm from, and discovered that we have our own bar. 

We miss you Old Town Bistro ( or OTB, as K likes to say). We miss your pink martinis and perfect Manhattans, we miss your excellent djs/acoustic guitarist (he played Hey Ya, like, Oh My God!), and we miss our wonderful waitress, Robin.  We are considering visiting without letting my family know next time. 

After New Years, I fought flash floods and Silverdale drivers to go grocery shopping for dinner, and my mom ended up in the hospital. 


I think we may have fully recovered from the trip that sucked the life out of us.  Now, we're on to cleaning out our places so that I can move in by the end of the month!  And, school starts next week.  Dun, Dun, Dunnnn.

Yes, a place that you dream about for six months can let you down. But, you shouldn't take it personally Seattle; winter is partially to blame.  I'll limit my daydreaming to the summer months. When AC isn't required.

Exhausted

Just got back from a holiday trip to Seattle. It was awful. It rained the whole time. Will post more later.