As sophisticated as I consider myself to be, as of last week, I'd had yet to partake amongst a good 'ole tractor pull. When I saw that Redwood Acres was hosting one during fair time, I decide that it was the time to embrace my redneck roots and take my family.

Before we even made it to the "pull" I had a million things buzzing around my head - primarily, what does one wear to such an event? I opened my closet and immediately pulled out my freshly ironed pair of daisy dukes with matching red flannel tank top. For just a moment, they whispered to me, whitetrash princess, but I ignored my wish to be royalty and I promptly put on several layers of warm clothing - the princess in me would have to wait.

When we got there, we met up with some friends who thankfully, were more prepared than Hubby or I, as they had a steady supply of earplugs for our kiddos. Who'd a thunk that a tractor pull could be that loud? I had no clue that some of this "rigs" had helicopter engines and other loud pieces of ear shattering exhausts. Sounds like some liquored up rich guys had too much time on their hands...

After sitting there for about 15 minutes and getting asked a bazillion times, "When's it gonna start?" and "Are we still gonna ride dah rides?" I hosted an impromptu interview with each of my kiddos, asking them what they were most looking forward to:

Taterbug:

I'm not really looking forward to any of it. I just came for the rides. But a pink truck would be nice.

C-dub

I'm weally excited. I want to see lots of twucks and fast stuff. And I wanna hotdog with lotsa ketchup. And maybe some nachos. A soda might be a good idea too, right Momma?

Gun-Gun

Wanna see twuckies! Wanna see twuckies! Wight now, Momma!

When the show finally began, my boys were enthralled:

Taterbug, on the other hand, found herself a little bored and discovered that she preferred blocking out the noise by using smellavision:

We saw lots of really neat trucks and other "rigs" - because frankly, I have no idea what you would call these things:

And believe it or not, this is a little corvette:

We also discovered the reason behind global warming and they assured us it was entirely normal:

At one point, Taterbug informed me that it wasn't too bad:

And after about the hundreth hopped up diesel truck, C-dub proclaimed that he was now ready to ride the rides:

It was a fun night even though we tortured the kiddos by making them wait until all the trucks had gone and done their thing. I think that next year, Taterbug and I will leave the truck show for the boys and we'll concentrate on the gourmet carnival food and massage booth.