Every year the first weekend in June it rolls around, and I start thinking of reasons why I should just stay at home. My hubby loves to go, and so do the kids. So I go along, and I always get really really really sick, I think I learned my lesson this year…

I’m talking about the Good ‘Ol Days. It’s our local Summer festival where the whole town shuts down for a good 3 days and there is a big festival downtown. It is all good and fun, but unbelievably hot, how I wish they would break tradition and move the festivities to a cooler time of year.

The boys enjoyed some super tasty homemade lemonade, I had one too. It was really delicious.

We walked around a bit and enjoyed the sites, but a good half an hour in to the festival my head was throbbing, and I was ready to call it a day.

Even Miss Agnes was HOT!

We all decided to grab some tasty treats and head back home to the a.c. It was a fun day for the kiddos, and my hubby too, but I was miserable.

So what didn’t make it into this post, a picture of me… Sunburned (even though I put on the 50 spf sunblock), covered in itchy hives (from the sunlight), migraine for 24 hours, and 3 days of nausea. Yeah, the Good ‘Ol Days just aren’t for me.

I am finally starting to feel better, and the nausea has passed. I’ve learned my lesson, I’m just not made for the Summertime.