They say life begins outside of your comfort zone. Well, last night Dan and I both stepped outside of the box and “lived” a little. First, I did something I never thought I would do.
I judged the Junior Miss Belton Contest.
You can stop laughing now.
This weekend is Belton’s (the town where I live) Community Days, which always includes the Miss Belton contest. One of my friends from high school is on the Miss Belton committee and was desperate for judges. Although I know nothing about these sort of things, I agreed because I thought it sounded fun. What I didn’t expect was the amount of pressure and stress I felt when I saw all the little girls dressed up with their hair and make-up done and their families all watching and expecting them to win.
I would have had anxiety just being a spectator in the the crowd, but having to judge brought it to a whole new level. I had to judge each contestant based on the following criteria:
I have to admit that I should be the last person to judge another on overall appearance. If I get out of the house without a hole in my pants, a stain on my shirt, or something in my teeth I consider that a win.
However, once the contest started I relaxed a little and enjoyed listening to the little kids answer questions about what their favorite food was or what they like to do. I tried to have fun with it and I haven’t received any death threats from the losers’ parents. Yet.
After the contest I grabbed Dan and some friends and we walked around the fair. I ate my once-a-year corn dog
and then slurpped down some shaved ice. I felt like a little kid again.
Every year I ask Dan if he will ride the Ferris wheel with me and every year he says no. This year, he must have a wild hair, because he said yes on the first try. He also said, “it will be romantic.”
Well, I don’t know about romantic, as most of the ride looked like this.
But after all the stopping and starting we finally got going and Dan opened his eyes and half-way smiled for the last few spins around. Poor guy.
It was a good night.
Breakfast was Greek yogurt with blueberries and toast with honey walnut cream cheese.
Lunch was leftover cheeseburger pizza from the night before.
I wasn’t feeling a run yesterday, so I walked 3 miles on the treadmill instead. Then, Dan thought we could take a “short cut” to the fair from our house, which ended up being a 2 mile walk there. And, because we were with our friends Courtney and Eric and their 2 year old son without a car seat, we had no choice but to make the 2 mile trek back. There was a time when Dan sat down on the sidewalk and told us to go on without him. Ha. Needless to say my feet are a little sore today.
Thought for the day