It's just a tote bag, but it represents a fairly large chunk of "waiting in a never ending line" time. Not my time, mind you, but time that the spouse spent waiting to purchase a tote bag (which will join a legion of other tote bags) so that I didn't have to. With only the reward of my gratitude, and the hope of some funnel cake in his future, he freely gave his time so that I could shop -- that, my friends, is true love.So, you'd think that maybe I made good use of that time and came home with a lot of swag, yes? Well, not so much. That's right -- sock yarn, four pairs worth -- and that's it. And all for me, I might add. The poor guy waiting in line isn't even getting a pair. I had an enjoyable time, nonetheless, as it was kind of nice not to be running around trying to find this or that. Our youngest daughter drove up from DC to join us walking around the festival for a bit. I think it really surprised her (as she sat in a very long line of cars waiting to enter the fairgrounds) that this fiber thing her mom enjoys is so big with others too. Afterwards, we all drove to Frederick for a late lunch. We were delighted to discover a charming Ethiopian restaurant Tajitu,where we enjoyed a tasty vegetarian meal. Then it was time to hit the road back to VA. Monty was glad to see us, but annoyed he wasn't allowed to go too. Unbelievable as it may seem, every year you'll hear at least one announcement about "a dog in distress" while walking around the fairgrounds. Please, folks, have some compassion and leave your dogs at home.