Ah, me. The kids at school are abuzz with excitement over this weekend's "carnival." It's actually the county farm fair with a few rusty rides and rip-off games thrown in, but has been called "The Carnival" since I was a kid. The traditions are still alive: kids expect their parents to spend a week's wages on the same polyester stuffed toys and plastic fruit-shaped sippy cups filled with sugar water. And the tube-topped teens preside over it all.
Ben wants to attend the Carnage, probably to see if he can befriend any carnies. Exactly one year ago, we were visiting Kona and spent an afternoon (and 20 bucks) there. We rode one ride, The Sizzler. The next week we learned that an identical Sizzler in Baltimore had malfunctioned and tossed a few people to their death.
Tonight some people we met through Ben's job are coming over for dinner. We went to our first "company party" the other night: 10 people at the beach, eating grilled fish & drinking beer. It gave us hope that we might yet have friends beyond each other. I'll try not to scare them off tonight with trivia games or circle-sharing of hopes and dreams.
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