A picture is worth 1000 dorks

Here is a picture of some dorks on New Year's Eve. Our town drops a wrench. Aawww.

In our continued pursuit of all things quaint, old-timey and somehow more meaningful, we visited Pennsylvania's Farm Show recently. We watched the draft horse hitch competition and critiqued the quality of various baked goods, crafts and produce. I must admit that I am a total geek for 4-H handicrafts. I was a member of a 4-H troop called the Eager Beavers--seriously. I am still amazed that I survived childhood. At any rate, we did make some killer crafts. I think I still have a box of wood burning, metal punching and stencil painting examples somewhere at my dad's house. Now I'm on to stitching, knitting, painting, and scrapbooking. Andrew says I'm becoming a bowerbird because I have lots of shiny, pretty pictures to make collages with.