The Fair

Our town fair was actually held on Canada Day, which puts me about 5 days behind in blogging about it. Better late than never?

The cake decorating contest theme this year was 100 years of 4-H, and guess who won first prize! Which sounds impressive until you learn that I was actually the only person in town who entered a cake...

My "winning" entry.

I'm not complaining though. The week before the fair was an ungodly rush. The Captain swanned off to have fun in the Middle East, the kids finished school and there were teacher gifts to make, and to top it all off, it was hotter than a teapot for the whole week before the entries were due in, so baking was a terrible chore. In short, my mojo was nowhere to be found, so I'll take a first prize wherever I can get it!

Wishing all my friends and family south of the border a wonderful 4th of July weekend, and a happy belated Canada Day to all my Canadian blog pals. Jump for joy everyone--it's Friday!!


Comments

Debra She Who Seeks said…
That is a great cake and it would win first prize even if other cakes were entered! Well done! Like most rural Manitoban girls, I spent a number of years in 4-H when I was an adolescent. Glad to hear that this is its centennial year. 4-H has always been big in Manitoba.
July 5, 2013 at 8:42 PM
Glenda said…
It seems hard to believe you were the only entry from the whole town. But I do love your cake. It is quite wonderful and very neat. You did a great job in decorating. Not my strong suite. Go girl!
July 6, 2013 at 3:39 AM
Unknown said…
I think that your cake looks wonderful! I bet it was yummy, too! :)

I hope that you have a great week! :)
July 8, 2013 at 11:02 AM
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