One Last Fair Pic

Giggity.

I'm a 44 year old gay bear living in Columbus, Ohio with my partner of 10 years.
I'm in the third year of my second career (Nursing) after many years of experience in the corporate world.
Here's Steve, the love of my life....

And here's our four legged child, Dakota:

No visit to the Ohio State Fiar would be complete without a visit to the dairy barn for a dish of ice cream and a gander at the world famous Butter Cow:

Yes, it's sculpted out of butter. So is the calf next to her.
But wait! There's more! Here in Ohio, we are not content to have just a cow and her calf sculpted from buttery goodness, but each year there is another sculpture, the subject of which is always a closely guarded secret until the first day of the fair.
This year, the Ohio State Fair proudly presented:
BUTTER PRESIDENTS!
Yes, a Mount Rushmore style pile of butter, bearing the faces of the nine presidents to have come from the buckeye state! Here they are, in all of their saturated glory!

L to R: Benjamin Harrison, McKinley, Taft, and Harding

Continuing around to Hayes and Garfield

And finally, William Henry Harrison and U.S. Grant.
Who says the fine arts are dead in the midwest?
Even with all of the turmoil with my new job, Steve and i did manage to get out for some fun this summer, including a day spent at the Ohio State Fair.
Here are a few pictures from the day:

The Giant Man Eating cardinal at the front gate. The cardinal is the state bird of Ohio, in case you were wondering.

The Main Gate.

One of the old exhibit buildings. There are two like one, both built in the early 1900s, and still in use.

Iron Weed flowers in the prairie exhibit. Ohio was once mostly covered by prairie land, and there is a movement to bring some of it back. The Ohio Department of Natural Resources has planted a small prairie inside the fairgrounds.

Giant, creepy, Smokey the Bear. There's a ODNR employee inside the thing, talking to the kids through a microphone.

The midway.

The Ferris Wheel. No, we don't ride anything. Something about large machinery that is taken apart and put back together on a regular basis makes us both a little nervous.
...when you're not sure if you're having fun.
So, it's been a while since my last posting, but I didn't realize how much of the summer had gotten away from me until recently.
It's already August 30, and I feel like I missed the whole summer, mostly due to the new job.
How is the new job going you ask? Well, that's a long answer to a short question.
I started the job on July 1, and stepped into the middle of a B-hive.
Here's the hit list:
The office that they were supposed to have ready for me wasn't. I wouldn't have an office space of any kind for nearly 4 weeks.
The computer they were supposed to have ready for me wasn't even in the building. (It would be nearly 6 weeks before I got the equipment I needed to actually do the job I was hired for.)
The woman who had been the administrator when I interviewed for the job had been pretty much shown the door the day before I started. Taking her place was a corporate vice president who obviously went to the "fear and intimidation" school of management.
The people who work here are actually some of the meanest people I have every had the misfortune of working with. They've thrown each other under the bus so often that the tread marks are permanent.
The woman who hired me, the DON, was demoted a week later. Nice huh? Now there's an interim DON until a permanent replacement is located.
The corporate VP seemed to take an instant dislike to me and acted like she was smelling something bad every time she looked in my direction. (Although I found out she acts like that toward just about everyone.)
So, needless to say, my first few weeks at the new job were not happy one. We finally have a new administrator, and she seems OK (except for a tendency to be a micro-manager) and we are still waiting for a new DON to be hired. But I'm not sure that I want to stick around to see what happens next.
Truth is, I miss being a hands on nurse. I can see that this job is going to be more about pushing paper than doing any actual nursing.I went to nursing school originally to get away from paper pushing, but now I'm right back at it.
I've discussed it with Steve, and I've decided to give it 6 months, then decide if I'm going to stay. Time will tell.