Tractor Porn (I am asking for weirdos to find my blog)

Last Monday was the 65th Annual Norco Valley Fair. Norco is a little town west of Riverside, that no one cares about. If you live there you are probably a hick, drunk, or a "redneck Woman, hell ya." The entire area around Norco smells of dung, there is almost no grass, and you are guaranteed to see someone sitting in a beach chair on their porch, beer in hand, dead trucks in the drive way, and one of the said dead trucks engines hanging from a tree as a make shift tire swing.

And it really is as bad as that.

So Fraser joined 4H this year and had his dog show last Monday. The good news is he got second place in behaviour. The bad news is it was incredibly boring, dirty, smelly, and long. Who want to see dogs walk in a circle at eight am? Not me.

But there was a dead tractor, so Bri and I amused ourselves. I also took nearly 200 pictures.

Delaney and Eric got recruited to be "posts" for the dogs to do figure eights around. My mom played dress up with Fraser's uniform much to my dad and Michael's chagrin.

Tractor Porn. Outfit: Blouse- vintage,

dress-cheapy boutique in Rancho Cucamonga,

Shoes- target

This years theme was "Blue Jeans and Country Dreams." Fraser and his ribbon.

More tractor porn, WE SAW A DE LOREON!

Photographic evidence of how dirty my shoes got throughout the day.
8am, 9am, 10am, 11am


Fraser during his part of the show. He did a really good job.
Eric trying to look "sexy" on the tractor.

The best part of the day was while we were taking the pictures on the tractor. A redneck hill billy man drove by on a working tractor, turned to Bri and I and asked in his best redneck voice: "You wanna take a ride on a real tractor?"
I smiled and declined, Bri curled her lip in disgust.
We also saw the fatest pig I've ever seen in my life. This thing was huge.

And that was my adventure at the Norco Fair.
Remind me never to buy a tractor.