KoolAid? For me?
May. 30th, 2006 11:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
faithellen"These festivals are the best diet ever." Perspicacity, in a rare moment of rational eloquence.
We had SO much fun this weekend!![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mydwynter and pyratelady arrived on Friday afternoon, and were greeted enthustiastically by the Hound of Happiness. There was an All Girl Shopping Trip, wherein it was determined that a) I am evil and b) my shopping-fu is mighty indeed. If you're not looking for anything in particular, and in fact are resisting the urge to buy, I'm the girl to go with. I ended up with a lip plumper, very silly rockabilly wedge sandals, and bindhi. I will not list Darcy and Jill's haul, on the grounds that they may shoot me. Again. We got home after a late-night WalMart run (the next album may be called "All Night Tomatoes"), and rehearsed while I prepared gazpacho.
We made it to faire in three respective pieces, though I was reprimanded for mooing at the cows along the way (or rather, looking at them WHILE mooing, and not at the road). The MOST GRACIOUS hosts in all the world (aka the fyne folke of Her Majesty's Hounds) opened their home to us, and we enthusiastically lolled with the dogs whenever we had the chance. Caught up with old friends, made new ones, were delighted with how much everyone adores Jill, learned to speak Alpaca, communicated with goats, spoke almost entirely in punchlines, stayed hydrated, and basically suffered from musical Tourette's all weekend. Okay, WE weren't suffering, but Dana and Glenn seemed to be rolling their eyes at us a lot in the evenings.
Saturday's dinner was at the Capital Ale House in Richmond, where there was LOTS of yummeh foods and a long list of snooty beers to enjoy. Sunday night, Dana made seared scallops and a crab risotto. I didn't eat much at faire -- we'd brought a cooler along, with the aforementioned gazpacho, pickles, chai protein drinks, "green stuff" juice, and whatever else looked like sane "working in hot weather" food. The shortbread is quite good (albeit pricey), the fudge was FABULOUS, and the hot dogs were mighty tasty as well. I was jonesing for ribs until Jill pointed out that barbecue sauce wouldn't go well with my outfit.
The really frightening thing to me about VARF is that after only a short bit of time, I just want to pack up my life and run away with them and create faire magic. Everyone wants so hard to make this work, and they've come a hell of a long way since I saw them last two years ago, and even further since the first time I saw them, in a rained out field that would become a WalMart. I dropped the word that I have arts management experience, and so I may become more involved. I'm going to try for sure to come back and play before the end of the run, and highly encourage YOU to do so as well. :)
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. (Alpaca, for "Belgium")
We had SO much fun this weekend!
mydwynter and pyratelady arrived on Friday afternoon, and were greeted enthustiastically by the Hound of Happiness. There was an All Girl Shopping Trip, wherein it was determined that a) I am evil and b) my shopping-fu is mighty indeed. If you're not looking for anything in particular, and in fact are resisting the urge to buy, I'm the girl to go with. I ended up with a lip plumper, very silly rockabilly wedge sandals, and bindhi. I will not list Darcy and Jill's haul, on the grounds that they may shoot me. Again. We got home after a late-night WalMart run (the next album may be called "All Night Tomatoes"), and rehearsed while I prepared gazpacho.We made it to faire in three respective pieces, though I was reprimanded for mooing at the cows along the way (or rather, looking at them WHILE mooing, and not at the road). The MOST GRACIOUS hosts in all the world (aka the fyne folke of Her Majesty's Hounds) opened their home to us, and we enthusiastically lolled with the dogs whenever we had the chance. Caught up with old friends, made new ones, were delighted with how much everyone adores Jill, learned to speak Alpaca, communicated with goats, spoke almost entirely in punchlines, stayed hydrated, and basically suffered from musical Tourette's all weekend. Okay, WE weren't suffering, but Dana and Glenn seemed to be rolling their eyes at us a lot in the evenings.
Saturday's dinner was at the Capital Ale House in Richmond, where there was LOTS of yummeh foods and a long list of snooty beers to enjoy. Sunday night, Dana made seared scallops and a crab risotto. I didn't eat much at faire -- we'd brought a cooler along, with the aforementioned gazpacho, pickles, chai protein drinks, "green stuff" juice, and whatever else looked like sane "working in hot weather" food. The shortbread is quite good (albeit pricey), the fudge was FABULOUS, and the hot dogs were mighty tasty as well. I was jonesing for ribs until Jill pointed out that barbecue sauce wouldn't go well with my outfit.
The really frightening thing to me about VARF is that after only a short bit of time, I just want to pack up my life and run away with them and create faire magic. Everyone wants so hard to make this work, and they've come a hell of a long way since I saw them last two years ago, and even further since the first time I saw them, in a rained out field that would become a WalMart. I dropped the word that I have arts management experience, and so I may become more involved. I'm going to try for sure to come back and play before the end of the run, and highly encourage YOU to do so as well. :)
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. (Alpaca, for "Belgium")
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Date: 2006-05-30 04:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-30 04:26 pm (UTC)boys just don't understand those sorts of things. *g* glad you guys had a great time!
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Date: 2006-05-31 07:02 pm (UTC)~Dani, one of the VARF tavern wenches
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Date: 2006-05-31 09:09 pm (UTC)One of our kids brought a "lip gloss" into school today, and let some of her friends use it as well... suddenly there was a rush of problems to the health room (and one allergic reaction among them). Rashes, irritation to arms (and anywhere else what was rubbed against the lips had been rubbed against...
Took a call to Sephora to figure out what had happened. Capsicum just happens to be the major ingredient that encourages that bee-stung look.
*SO SO* glad that none of them touched their mouths and then their eyes!