So we've been going to the Maryland Renaissance Festival a lot lately. I guess our multiple season passes to multiple musical theater seasons weren't dorky enough, and the bins (ALSO MULTIPLE) of costumes (EVEN MORE MULTIPLE) required didn't compete with the space currently occupied by all of Jason's ping pong accessories or the industrial-grade meat slicer that he bought because he made bacon one time.
There is apparently a not-very-large leap between attending a Renaissance Festival for the first time and thinking I do not get this, I do not get any of this at all and becoming a person who is like, SUPER INTO IT, maybe a little TOO INTO IT. And that leap appears to be somewhere around the purchase of 1) your second beer and 2) a flower crown. After that, you might as well go all in.
(I keep getting a ton of hair compliments on IG/FB and I keep yelling that no, I do not deserve those compliments as the "hair" is a ridiculous clip-in extension that I got on Amazon for $9.99. My hair stops around my shoulders; everything past that is a lie.)
(The clip-in color does admittedly match my actual hair color really nicely; but we all know that I'm not a natural redhead either so chalk that up to more Amazon-provided fakery.)
(THE BOOBS ARE REAL THOUGH. THANK YOU, MEDICATION WEIGHT GAIN FOR SETTLING SO DIRECTLY INTO MY BRA.)
So that's been our weekends lately, in between piano, flute and saxophone lessons (plus all the assorted auditions and concerts and recitals), Jason's weird ping-pong league thing, Ike's Elf the Musical Jr. drama thing, Jake's adoption events, and a whole slew of things we bought tickets for like, six months ago, back when the concepts of months like "October" and "November" seemed hypothetical and very far away. And now they are here and it's...kind of a lot.
(Rachel Bloom, Randy Rainbow, Michael Ian Black, Bentzen Ball, a five-game pass to see the Washington Capitals, and that's all before the aforementioned seasons of Musical Theah-tah kick off. Plus our Friendsgiving and the daily act of keeping so many multiple creatures alive and fed. I'm exhausted already.)
And who knows, maybe Jason will make some bacon and finally use that meat slicer again.
(Spoiler alert: He will not.)