the frog princess

Friday, November 4th-- Lindsey's got a date?!!!

I know it sounds crazy-- almost impossible! This I know. But I swear to you it happened, and I dare say went well. I fear to say much more lest the date would prove to be no more than an illusion, a dream. It was more fun than I knew you could have on a date-- no awkwardness at all. Methinks I may try this again...

Saturday, November 5th-- Texas Renaissance Festival

Friends and Romans-- lend me your ears! (Not literally, for that is quite disgusting!) You are about to bare witness to a tale of bravery and beauty-- of chivalry and chastity-- of a
princess and knight in shining armor! Eh-- who am I kidding? Chivalry died with womens' suffrage and guys who wear shiny silver garmets are rarely ever straight. But nevertheless, hope remains alive for all of this and more every year at the Texas Renaissance Fesival.

Now getting there is a bit tricky-- if you are three girls in car with no map (shut up, Julie) with different experiences of traveling to the Renaissance Festival. As we found out there are several roads that will get you there, some longer than others and some more productive than others, but nevertheless- you will get there. Yes, folks-- with the help of two cell-phones, two daddies, and two maps, you can make it there in twice the time it ough to take you. (It was an "adventure" Nicole!)

My favorite thing to do at the Renaissance Festival is to people watch, and by this I mean shamelessly gawk-- because that's definitely what I did. People have to modesty, no fear, no shame, and little taste... which makes for a lively afternoon of gawking. Chain mail should never be worn over bare skin, large women should be fully clothed at all times, and black leather chaps are meant to be worn OVER CLOTHING, not with you bare bum hanging out the back. No man has ever looked good in crushed velvet skin-tight leggings with a socks stuffed in the front, but men who look like knights or princes will always steal my heart away.

Julie, Nicole, and I had a blast! We ate giant turkey legs, watched shows (we loved the washing wenches!), and shopped. We even ran into an old friend from high school, who is a regular at these things. He has all dressed up in his garb (as you will seee in the pictures) and it was great to catch up with him. We were all exhausted by the time we got home-- and I took a night to myself-- Blockbuster and dinner for one, read my novel, everyone called to ask about my date, and finally this princess got a good night's sleep. :)