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Doin' the Puallup!

We went to the Dave Koz-Brian Culbertson-Peabo Bryson concert last night. It was at the fair. Puyallup is where the fair is held, their slogan is "Doin' the Puallup!". That makes two things I kind of hate, jazz and the fair. At least I thought hated them. Surprisingly, I was wrong! Turns out I can appreciate good jazz. The crowd was so into the performers and the music that it was contagious. Completely different crowd than P!nk. About half African American and almost everyone was our age or older. My husband loves jazz so he was in heaven. I'd never heard of Peabo Bryson, but all his songs were top forty songs. He sang If Ever You're in My Arms Again along with some of his other hits. The concert was outside and it was extremely romantic. Dave and Brian were awesome musicians, and if you close your eyes jazz actually sounds pretty good. So it wasn't torture at all and I had a really good time. Not as good as at my girl P!nk's concert, but still good. This is what was torture, and where I really wanted to eat, deep fried twinkies and chocolate covered bacon. Yummo! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhXt7akeKUCCdHgW0GhJfr7a4lIgSDKH20mZSwvDtzq8pQBd2q7CAkUzoomcETn3gqWsxlYSroYBPRwMO9Or4GDx63PUA9LDIzB_-RHsyicuzzR_V7U1I6DbUEICEjJrOg80izu4y6ReSD/s1600-h/Puallup+Fair+2009+019.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385390676842442114" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhXt7akeKUCCdHgW0GhJfr7a4lIgSDKH20mZSwvDtzq8pQBd2q7CAkUzoomcETn3gqWsxlYSroYBPRwMO9Or4GDx63PUA9LDIzB_-RHsyicuzzR_V7U1I6DbUEICEjJrOg80izu4y6ReSD/s400/Puallup+Fair+2009+019.JPG" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" /></a> Or here, the world famous 1/2 pound hamburgers at Earthquake Burgers: <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMeVXQswXP3JQGN1bLZVAd0QIyZoUi6iS8UsTYTEvBm336jPuoWkSR9BxMrx4ZQWEu8gY3bgr8NkJOtre8hH_IvTwmmE2itAmAdxfF4cmeO_1TF2vI083858pu8X5ZwYG02gLYllxv0dEd/s1600-h/Puallup+Fair+2009+020.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385390693943661410" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMeVXQswXP3JQGN1bLZVAd0QIyZoUi6iS8UsTYTEvBm336jPuoWkSR9BxMrx4ZQWEu8gY3bgr8NkJOtre8hH_IvTwmmE2itAmAdxfF4cmeO_1TF2vI083858pu8X5ZwYG02gLYllxv0dEd/s400/Puallup+Fair+2009+020.JPG" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" /></a> But I was good girl and ate at the Mongolian Wok where I had a super healthy dinner of a ton of grilled fresh veggies and a tiny bit of chicken breast. No oil, it was all steamed. No rice. It was really good. Probably not as good as anything at the "Totally Fried" place, but it was healthy.I had a scoop of Nitro ice cream for dessert. It was okay, not great. I only got it because I saw a show on the Food Network where they made ice cream with Nitrogen and it looked wonderful (it wasn't). Calories for the day was 1535 (estimated on the fair food, but I think I probably over estimated). My chef, who gave me a ton of extra vegetables and "cleaned" the grill so there wouldn't be any oil on it and just used water. Now that I look at the picture of the grill it kind of grosses me out. Click on the picture to enlarge it and you'll see what I mean (nasty!).<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QgAbYHgV1emp2AB4CdIiBV0aob1QC8Lo574iSqlW4z9WScWNo4922dt_z7GBcREq4GzjCOlzoQAP3cWl6ZPQuhVDm6yV46S8Ji2FKJItezdkxMeTc9FKvCMY89_7i1uT5sGOqA6IPfbK/s1600-h/Puallup+Fair+2009+021.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385390702879990130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QgAbYHgV1emp2AB4CdIiBV0aob1QC8Lo574iSqlW4z9WScWNo4922dt_z7GBcREq4GzjCOlzoQAP3cWl6ZPQuhVDm6yV46S8Ji2FKJItezdkxMeTc9FKvCMY89_7i1uT5sGOqA6IPfbK/s400/Puallup+Fair+2009+021.JPG" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" /></a> There were two rides I really wanted to go on but my husband won't do rides with me. Long story but he almost fell out of a roller coaster when he was seven. He won't go near a ride. That's why when we go to Disney World or somewhere like that I take his mom. She'll do every ride with me, nothing too scary for her. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimKAMpd3GyPMATGCPSe0BCbdwwWE479ap5va0TOP9nhya_8eY8oPq-LtaH1jHoLYJvuc54VLOGFWTnVS6Of7nL07jxCo09oRXZCvHMgTgxOEdEjC-AzYGEvKbgZmDqWHXyQcaI9A9WQt9c/s1600-h/Puallup+Fair+2009+035.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385391741135773090" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimKAMpd3GyPMATGCPSe0BCbdwwWE479ap5va0TOP9nhya_8eY8oPq-LtaH1jHoLYJvuc54VLOGFWTnVS6Of7nL07jxCo09oRXZCvHMgTgxOEdEjC-AzYGEvKbgZmDqWHXyQcaI9A9WQt9c/s400/Puallup+Fair+2009+035.JPG" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" /></a> This one had a huge line and looked really scary. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7AH_5Yn7L92C563wS60Qx6Q594fhYLqbB4zyj_PF8GRli4ppya0UQO1xZ24ISnQT_Gq1MXXWgiV1Aabjd6QMuUIrBonSjXt5BhyphenhyphenDXi7lCjM1wgUSXFXJBfQ0DuJXh7yvKNeHFHUVQmUXV/s1600-h/Puallup+Fair+2009+030.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385391734795906306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7AH_5Yn7L92C563wS60Qx6Q594fhYLqbB4zyj_PF8GRli4ppya0UQO1xZ24ISnQT_Gq1MXXWgiV1Aabjd6QMuUIrBonSjXt5BhyphenhyphenDXi7lCjM1wgUSXFXJBfQ0DuJXh7yvKNeHFHUVQmUXV/s400/Puallup+Fair+2009+030.JPG" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" /></a> It was a fun afternoon and evening. We walked around a lot after the concert and got home around midnight. Too late for a work night and second time we did something like this in two weeks. Thank goodness it's Friday! ~Diana 162.6

Doin' the Puallup!

Doin' the Puallup!

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