Wow, long weekend!
Saturday: Sarah and I had a great time with Mom on Saturday. Sarah taking a week and a day to get dressed. She wasn't even in garb, and I got dressed faster than she did. That includes the time it took my mom to lace my bodice; she did a great job for her first time. So, despite my sisters vanity, we still made gate. We made our hello's at the front, watch the Nickel Shakespeare Girls for a bit, and started slowly making our way toward the first Lost Boys show.
We were just making our way out of the pub when my mother said, "I think that might be Jay." I heard Rivka and gypsyariana screaming behind me. I was then quite sure that meant jaythebarbarian had just arrived, and sure enough, I was right! So, I added another screaming, bouncing wench to the mix. Yay, Jay!!! He looked good, and it was great to see him. Introduced him to my mom and sister, and walked part way with him, as he continued to make his rounds. I'm actually quite surprised that he managed to make it all the way to Excalibur Leather before he had to stop again! We pressed on to Dancing Fire so my mother could order a pot-pie pan from Ann Lynn. She just broke he last one, and she had loved that thing.
We got my mom (and my sister) their Teal fix for the day, and then we kidnapped Squirrel and spent some pleasant time in the Tea Room.
Sarah, Whitney and Squirrel went on back to the Garden Cottage stage, and Mom and I slowly headed pub-wards. She was expected for the 2:30 TQA show, and I was following her all day. And the way, I introduced her to Phillip, and we watched the end of Blackenshear's show.
We got there just before parade, in the middle of supergoober's set, at which point, Brismont stepped out of parade to let me know he was going to be making his hit on Sarah, that I had requested, at the 2:30 Lost Boys show. Bugger.
I made my excuses to Mom, and ran, in the heat, in my pirate boots, in my back lacing bodice all the way back up to Garden Cottage stage; I was not going to miss that! I rule that faire, I did it in about 3 minutes, including getting stopped by Molly the Rose Wench, and didn't die. Didn't even pass out.
It was worth the run. He dragged her all over the top end of the Faire with a dagger to her throat...and no one cared!!! Total apathy. It was remarkable. When he finally managed to secure an audience, they made her sing a Gregorian Chant about flogging, and since she didn't do it well enough, she got flogged, anyway. I got some great pictures, and Whitney got some video, which I will post on Renspace in the next few days.
So, after that, I ran away from my murderously enraged sister, back to find Mom at the pub; stopped on the way to yell, "Silk-slut!" at whiskeyfyre, get another hug from jaythebarbarian and say hello to piraterogue. At the pub, Mom was no where to be found! Not sure where she had gone, but she came up the path about a minute behind me. We ran over to catch Barely Balanced's fire show, which was REALLY cool, and wandered back pubwards. She stopped to get her Fried Cheesecake (Green Wizard: She says it would be much better if they left off the whipped cream and just drizzled it with more raspberry sauce!), and I got a root beer float, which was VERY worth the money. Back to pub to hang out for another TQA set, and then Brett's music set. Did some dancing with whiskeyfyre and Amanda, which was a lot of fun.
And then, my first pub sing of the year! Joy! Rapture! Okay, so maybe not quite, but I was very happy. I've MISSED pub sing.
I dragged myself away from the spontaneous hand-kissing contest that developed on the path after pub-sing so my little group could all go back to the hotel. Mmmm, bodicegasm, bootgasm, beltgasm!!!
Since Mom wanted to be one of the "cool kids," we went out to La-Fi's and had Mexican for dinner. Due to the rain, there wasn't a big crowd, and Mom didn't stay long, as I knew she wouldn't. I intended to follow behind her in an hour or so, but the fun people kept just trickling in (and then trickling back out), and somehow I ended up being one of the last out at 11:45. The wenches have a new anti-drahma mantra, too!
Back at the hotel, I showered, got my clothes out for the next day, wrestled some blankets away from my mother and passed out!
Sunday: Sunday, we actually managed to get out the door quicker than on Saturday, despite having to pack up, and getting up later. Mom started a nice leisurely drive back to Charlotte, and the girls and I headed out for another day of faire. Saw crazyauntjaynie first thing, and we got our accustomed spot on the chain to love on the musicians. Sarah and Whitney had disappeared even before gate show, making me nervous. I was quite sure she still wanted revenge for her very public, yet very entertaining humiliation on Saturday. Amanda and I headed to pub, where we were shortly joined by a very out of breath whiskeyfyre, who had been toting things in the heat and her bodice all morning. (Note to self, remember to bring my chillers next weekend for Tammy to look at.) The three of us trotted ourselves up to the Tea Room (again!), stopping in front of the ships to give rosemary_dream tips on being more feminine. No, the word was appealing. Swaying walk was what we came up with; it was a fun little exchange. Whiskey: "Okay, that was worth stopping five minutes in the sun!"
I seem to be missing a lot of details on what I did on Sunday. I know I was all over Faire. I know I watched Brett's show with whiskeyfyre before she left to be Silk-slut, but I seem to be missing some time. *shrug*
Saw Lance from Mickle-a-Do in the pub with his fiancee. Spent a bit of time with crazyauntjaynie, spent some time with Amanda; hung out with Phillip in Bullseye for a while. Went to the 3:45 Lost Boys show, which was the only time I saw my sister the whole day (making me a nervous girl!), went to the 5:00 Rum Runners show. They've really improved their banter over the season, so far. Maybe they'll get a pub slot next year, or at least the Gazebo stage. I think their show improves being on a stage over in the street.
Then it was time for Pub Sing, again! Yay!! Okay, the public flogging of Caroline after making her sing a Euro-Pop song about llamas? Someone's head is going to be on a platter, but everyone else was mightily amused. And pub sing yesterday was the first time I got to hear Newcastle Town this year.
I WAS going to go home after faire, as I was broke, and I could eat for free at home, but tomomallie told me when he called that he was driving out to La-Fis to see everyone. So, I went to Eureka and ate a bunch of Chinese food while hanging out with some cool people. tomomallie showed up, and we actually met some boothies who live something like 3 miles from our house. Wow! We thought only rednecks lived within 15 miles of our house. We made new friends who live way out by us! Cool.
We went over to La-Fi's and hung out for a little while, but not too long. I had to get up early this morning. I didn't actually get up early enough to catch the bus, so I had to drive in, but it was still before 8 a.m when I got up.
I left my sister in the middle of the La-Fi's crowd, with Seamus grinning over how she was hot and single. I may have created a monster, here.
And that was my weekend. It was a pretty good one, and relatively drahma free. I hope it stays that way for the next three weeks!
