Last week, TW was making those scarey noises. Not the house noises, the noises about theme parks and kids and trips and stuff. Those are seriously scarey noises. So scarey that they pushed me to search for some OTHER alternative. Something safer. ANYTHING would be safer than theme parks over Memorial Day weekend. Actually ANYTHING would be safer than theme parks at anytime. So I surfed. And just as I was about to give up and face my fears and give in to the theme park I found salvation in the form of sweet corn and country music. The Zellwood Corn Festival!
I like to say that I don’t like country music and it’s mostly a true statement. But when I see Terri Clark something clicks in my head and I’m a country music fan. (Can the woman wear a hat or can she wear a hat? umm err ummm sorry I got distracted for a minute.)
I sent the link to TW and crossed my fingers. TW is less of a country music fan than I am. She didn’t spend four years in love with a huge country music fan. When you do that, the music sort of rubs off on you and it has a tendency to stick. (It isn’t JUST Terri Clark – it’s also Reba and Kathy Mattea and Faith Hill and The Dixie Chicks and Trisha Yearwood if she would see the light and ditch that jerk Garth Brooks but since she won’t, she’s scratched off of the list) TW said "Sure, it sounds fun." Yes!
I think Saturday must have been the hottest day of the century or they piped in some extra heat just to sell more beer to the rednecks and more lemonade to the kids. (By the way, it was a surprisingly mellow and happy crowd. No loud or obnoxious drunk behavior anywhere in sight. Way to go beer drinking Zellwood people!) It was HOT. So hot that we took a break after a couple of hours of FUN to drive around the county in AC comfort. (Who knew Mt Dora was such a tourist mecca, by the way.)
After the cool down and some ice cream we went back, found a shady spot to sit in our chairs and on our blanket and ate a lot of free sweet corn and listen to Cowgirl Crush (they weren’t bad). It was sweet and it was good and it was a rare treat for TW and her special colon. The kids rode more rides with TW and ate more food (turkey legs and Italian sausage) and I listened to Neal McCoy, who was surprisingly funny. We moved our chairs mid-way through his set, for a better view and because we apparently needed more sun beating down on us. We ate more food, (swirl fries, rootbeer floats and snowcones this time) and waited for Terri Clark.
We played gameboy. We played rummicube. The Gameboy battery died and suggesting a book was met with the cold stare, a child was not so good at rummicube while her sister was very good at it and a wee bit of frustration set in. More rides for the two frustrated children and another Canadian country girl whose name I can’t remember sang remakes of great songs. Finally, Terri Clark. (Can that woman wear a hat or can she wear a hat????)
She sang some olds ones, she danced around with her guitar. She sang some sort of new ones. She sange a verse and a chorus of Emotional Girl, which made the frustrated Emotional Girl very happy. She sang Pitiful Me which made the emotional and no longer frustrated Warren Zevon fan very VERY happy. Life was good for some of us who don’t love our Gameboys more than really excellent country music. For those with Gameboy loss, it was just ok.
Nice bit of family fun, nice to be reminded that country music isn’t so bad and nice to see a woman who can really wear a hat. Nice, nice, nice!
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