Cornfest (What MORE Corn?!)

Over the weekend, John and I decided to hook up with some friends of mine and attend our local festival, Cornfest. Yes. The theme this month is all about corn! When you live in the middle of corn country, the big thing to celebrate is that very vegetable, I guess.

When I was a kid, it was known as the Corn Boil and it was THE THING to do. It was in the middle of the otherwise boring summer so it was a chance to get out of the house. We'd head downtown on our bikes, get our free corn and hang out with the friends we'd not seen in six whole weeks. Yea. We were cool!

Over the years, the event was moved closer to fall when all the NIU students returned to DeKalb and the name changed to CornFest. Yee Haw! It's like the Taste of Chicago for DeKalb. There's a sound stage with favorite local bands and a huge beer garden full of drunken students and townie people. That always makes for good fights! And food booths abound. The old people hate it.

We never usually go to Cornfest. John has never been a big crowd lover, especially of the drunken variety. Apparently, he prefers a crowd of only ONE drunken lush in his life--me! (For some reason, I just cannot figure out that 5-6 beers in a night MIGHT be a bit too many for a girl who "ties one on" every six months or so!) Plus, you all know, he's one of the OLD PEOPLE already. So the night was already a bit doomed before it began.

As usual with him, we were running late, so now I'm in a good mood as well! I HATE being late! So now, we walk into a crowd of about 200-300 people and attempt to find my buddies. FUN! (Note to friends: In the midst of a live-band show, I can't HEAR YOU on the cell. Text me, girl!) We finally find everyone and I get some beer in my system. Ah. Life is better now!

Until the second band hits the stage and my friends say, "You'll love these guys! They play tons of Journey and REO Speedwagon!" Ohhhhhhh brother. John's face was priceless! There are truly not two bands John hates more than Journey and REO Speedwagon! Great! Please don't sing the Nah Nah Na Nah Nah song! Please GOD or I'll be abadoned here with no ride home.

And hey! Look over there, 10' away is my ex-boyfriend from high school casually dancing on a picnic table right in my line of sight! Gee wonder why he was dancing RIGHT THERE?! Yes, I see you, ya dick and I still hate you! Would you beleive John still has jealousy issues over this asshole even though he almost ruined my life. And let's all remember I've been married to John for OVER 20 years now. I think he should know whom I prefer!

Yea. How much fun was I havin' now?????

More beer, please!