Friday 4 September 2009 - Everyone laughs when I wear a pen in my hair,until they need a pen
i am back and, surprisingly, in one piece. You may ask why the one piece is important, but you wouldn't ask that if you had seen what Katie and Maddie did to me :-D. Just kinding-mostly.
I could go into detail of my trip, or I could leave you guessing...oops, that should have been a dash.
Anyhow. One of the main things I enjoyed-other then seeing Katie and her family, getting fed sugar by Maddie so she could hear me giggle insanely over Aragorn's sword, and sitting out on the roof writing and complaining about Beastys-was the fair.
What fair do you ask? Good question. Sadly, I haven't got a good answer, but I do have an answer.
Fair: A place were people go to have fun and eat very large pickles. Also known as a place were people dress up in layered clothing and melt all day.
Sounds fun, doesn't it?
I can safely say it was-because I was there.
It was hot when we got to the fair, so hot that the moment we stepped from the car those with glasses could not see-because our glasses fogged up. Now, heat in general is a pain. However, when you are dressed in layers of skirts or-as in my case-a cloak-heat is enough to do you under. It was a wonder we all lasted the whole day.
Every so often one of our group, which consisted of-I forget their user names, but Mr. Cool and his two sisters-Katie, Maddie, Molly, Anna, and me-would ask me, "Aren't you hot?"
Do birds fly? Do gypsies dance and steal Ranger's daggers? I was draped in a two layer cloak. Of course I was hot! I was melting. However, every time I said yes Katie would say, "But your not going to take the cloak off, are you?"
Not a chance!
So, I suffered through the heat, and got my revenge when it poured rain on us. While everyone was getting soaked to the bone I pulled my hood up over my head and remained quite dry under my cloak :-D.
I could go on for pages, make a whole novel of my trip down to Katies-so you can imagine what I could do if I told you of the whole month I was gone. However, as that would put you to sleep, I shall bite my tongue until farther notice.
OUCH! Thenth, meth, baterth...
Okay, this is my farther notice, that hurt-badly.
I should go.
Fare thee well all-two or so-of my readers!
Heather
I could go into detail of my trip, or I could leave you guessing...oops, that should have been a dash.
Anyhow. One of the main things I enjoyed-other then seeing Katie and her family, getting fed sugar by Maddie so she could hear me giggle insanely over Aragorn's sword, and sitting out on the roof writing and complaining about Beastys-was the fair.
What fair do you ask? Good question. Sadly, I haven't got a good answer, but I do have an answer.
Fair: A place were people go to have fun and eat very large pickles. Also known as a place were people dress up in layered clothing and melt all day.
Sounds fun, doesn't it?
I can safely say it was-because I was there.
It was hot when we got to the fair, so hot that the moment we stepped from the car those with glasses could not see-because our glasses fogged up. Now, heat in general is a pain. However, when you are dressed in layers of skirts or-as in my case-a cloak-heat is enough to do you under. It was a wonder we all lasted the whole day.
Every so often one of our group, which consisted of-I forget their user names, but Mr. Cool and his two sisters-Katie, Maddie, Molly, Anna, and me-would ask me, "Aren't you hot?"
Do birds fly? Do gypsies dance and steal Ranger's daggers? I was draped in a two layer cloak. Of course I was hot! I was melting. However, every time I said yes Katie would say, "But your not going to take the cloak off, are you?"
Not a chance!
So, I suffered through the heat, and got my revenge when it poured rain on us. While everyone was getting soaked to the bone I pulled my hood up over my head and remained quite dry under my cloak :-D.
I could go on for pages, make a whole novel of my trip down to Katies-so you can imagine what I could do if I told you of the whole month I was gone. However, as that would put you to sleep, I shall bite my tongue until farther notice.
OUCH! Thenth, meth, baterth...
Okay, this is my farther notice, that hurt-badly.
I should go.
Fare thee well all-two or so-of my readers!
Heather
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Tuesday 8 September 2009 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Hriste
Mabye three or so readers ;)
-Hristλ
-Hristλ
Tuesday 8 September 2009 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Bing
The Ren Faire? I love the one in Bristol! Is that where you went?
Tuesday 8 September 2009 - I am commenting on my own blog
Posted by MaidenCapitolaBallot
Please Bing, oh please don't tell me you live near Bristol!
And yes, that is the one we went to :D
And yes, that is the one we went to :D
Tuesday 8 September 2009 - Untitled Comment
Posted by Bing
No, no, unfortunately, we no longer live anywhere close. The last time I went was in 2005 I think, but I used to go when I was very little and we lived generally closer to it. We have managed to find two different Faires near us where we live now, but nothing like the big one in Bristol.
