Wayne and I, along with the Roches, who are visiting from Pennsylvania, are headed to the Puyallup Fair today.  Normally I wouldn’t take a day off from writing to attend the local fair, which just happens to be the tenth largest in the country.  However, I’ve been asked to be one of the pie judges.  You read that right--I’ve been asked to sample and judge berry pies.  I have to ask you, does life get any better than this?  It’s a beautiful day in the Pacific Northwest, the sun is out and I’m headed to the fair to eat pie.  Life is good.