There are a lot of competitions at the local county fair, and one of them is photography. Tim met a woman who had entered some of her pictures and her nose was a bit out of joint because none of them received an award. She was sure that the judging was unfair. The winners certainly knew the judges or had some sort of 'in'. It was a waste of time and money for her to enter her pictures, but "what are you going to do? It's not fair."
That struck my funny bone. My friend Dixie always used to say, "Life's not fair. If it was there'd be a ferris wheel." I imagined her right there listening to those complaints, and brusquely retorting, "Of course it was fair. There's the ferris wheel right there."
Tim and I will be away for the weekend. My youngest grandaughter celebrated her first birthday last week. My oldest grandaughter turns five next week. The party is this weekend. It will be a quick trip for us, arriving Friday, leaving Sunday afternoon. Tim has an important appointment early next week.
Have a good weekend and we'll catch you on the flip side.