Photo: I don’t know if ya’ll can really see him, but that’s Ursa Major with a little play “sword” in his hand, about to fight a “notorious Italian swordsman” at the Renaissance Faire. They called him “Sir Oblivious” because he barely knew what was going on… but he had fun, and that’s what matters.
I just spent a good portion of my afternoon raking leaves… It is such a Zen-like thing to do: the leaves fall, you rake them in to pretty and colorful piles, you turn around and more have fallen… there is tangible and satisfying evidence that you have, indeed, been working, and yet there is perpetually more work to do. So relaxing. I absolutely love it. Not to mention, you get a little bit of an arm workout. Wonderful…
Promised pictures of Mt. Washington?
It’s a three-hour drive from the farmhouse to Mt. Washington, and that’s just to get there. It’s another 2 hour drive to the top if you do the little tour. It was just too much with the boys… they’d get really antsy and want to get out. I’m not gonna lie: I was pretty disappointed when Google spat me the directions and that little green 3 showed up in the hour category. I thought about maybe going to the beach, but decided against that, too. So what did we do?
We shimmied on down to to King Richard’s Faire (the local Renaissance Festival)!
It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, and I was a little bit worried that the boys were going to be a little freaked out by it all, but I was pleasantly surprised that they liked it! They immediately seemed to understand that we were in a “special” kind of place that was weird and different. As a bit of birthday luck, we were given two free tickets because two people didn’t show up for a group of friend’s who’d already bought tickets. “We were looking for someone with kids, you know? Enjoy!” This was a huge act of kindness, and a really big deal. Adult tickets are $29 a pop! It allowed us to buy the boys flags for the jousting, make sure that they got sweets at the end of the day, and I was able to buy a little trinket for my hair. Oh right, I forgot to mention that food is flippin expensive at these things! $6 hard cider?? $8 mead!? Killin’ me!
The people in costumes were nice, with folk really proud of the stuff they come in. It was also Game of Thrones theme day, so there were too many cheap imitations of Daenerys walkin’ around. There was a guy who looked just like Kit Harrington (aka Jon Snow) and I thought I’d just about died. The Husband let me stare a little over long as a birthday present. 😉 Ursa Major got to get on stage and participate in a sword fight, which was pretty cool. The boys especially loved the jousting, which The Husband and I were particularly pleased with, seeing as Jousting is the official sport of our home state. Between the jousting tournaments, the boys danced to bagpipe music (which made my husband very happy) and watched some of the stunt shows. It wasn’t perfect–with little boys getting tired and whiny during certain points of the day–but it was a nice day. Full of fun memories. And I’m excited that we’ll be able to take them back in a year or two… maybe we’ll even dress them up! (Conservative Mom Moment: I forgot how bawdy Rennfests can be. During the “kids” sword fight there were many a butt joke a gyrating with swords and what what… which is fine because it’s mostly over the kid’s heads but… you know… still. Ha! Glad Ursa Major was so oblivious to it all!)
The family blew up my phone all day, though I got to most of them on Sunday. Father sent a text with some nonsense because… Father… Everyone had a fun baby story or birth story or bratty toddler story to share with me, so that was enjoyable. I was able to find myself a duck to roast for yesterday’s dinner, and now I’ve got rendered duck fat for future frying awesomeness. And yes, I even got a little bit of knitting in on my first sock project. Awesome birthday weekend. Exactly what I needed.
So when the check engine light came on the dashboard this morning on my way to dropping Ursa Major off at preschool, I said good morning to Chaos, thanked it for choosing Monday instead of the weekend, took a deep breath and kept it moving. The good news is: It went off again later. The bad news is: I know that it’s gonna come on again.
So here I am, the Monday after, my panic over. I am quite inspired, and got up and did a lot of writing this morning. My goal is to have this story done (as in, first draft completed) by Halloween so that I can play with this other story during NaNoWriMo in November and then begin the tough task of re-writing and editing in December. And it’s going to take a lot, and I have a lot of ideas already… but I’ve got to finish with the initial story and thoughts before I can really begin to mold this thing into the story that I want it to be. So there! Writing crisis over! Until the next blown deadline, anyway!
And that NaNo project? Let’s just say that I asked The Husband where he thought my old philosophy books were packed and he looked at me like I had three heads. Gonna have to open some boxes after the boys go to bed.
Oh! And you wanna know what The Husband and the boys are giving me for my birthday? Flower boxes for the windows! The Husband hung out in the barn yesterday painting them! (of course, with very low lighting in the barn, the pictures came out awful) When we put them up, hopefully over the weekend, I’ll post a picture! I’m so excited! Gonna put pumpkins in them for autumn decoration!
Thank you for your birthday wishes and tweets! I am so grateful! Having ya’ll around for encouragement and sharing is the greatest gift of all. 🙂 I hope that ya’ll won’t abandon me now that I’m all old and uninteresting. Seriously, I can feel the arthritis already…
See you Wednesday! Let’s have a great week!