These are very tempting but I know my stomach will rebel making me miserable for hours later.
But I am always open for a hot dog. It's just that at 9 in the morning, a hot dog doesn't sound right.
Kettle Corn. There's another potential gut-ache to avoid.
Whose feet are these?
A little shopper. Cute as she has her purse with her, ready to make a purchase.
I should have looked to see what had caught her eye here.
And then there was this lady. Halloween was a week away yet she looked dressed like a dance hall queen from the wild west era. Veiled hat, wig, velvet coat and outfit, red lacy undergarment, lace-up high top boots and with a 6 inch cleavage completing the ensemble. Our paths crossed a couple of times. It was like coming upon a horrible traffic accident; you don't want to look but you do. I don't want to be seeing this at this hour on a Sunday morning. Or any day at any hour for that matter.