takumi and I used to see each other once a week at least, and life (as it does) moved on and we both got busy, seeing each other for awesome hockey games regularly. But this summer we didn't see each other anymore. This? Not. Ok. So we fixed that! I took the day off on Sunday, the only Sunday I have ever taken off (other than for a long vacation) - just a random Sunday of leisure to spend with my friend Steve. And do you know what we did? Let me give you a hint:



A HA! FOOD ON STICKS! BEER! HAPPY HAPPY FACES! IT MUST BE...

The Colorado Renaissance Festival!

Had an awesome Sunday eating and laughing our way through the day, oh yes indeed! For those just joining us: takumi is the manly fellow, geminijedi is the beautiful dark-haired girl (wife of Sir Not-Appearing-In-This-Post-aequitasrequiro), and light9/Court/my sister is the cutie-cute in pigtails. Favorites of the festival included the Ded Bob show, Washing Well Women, Puke and Snot, the Tourney of ROCKS FALL EVERYONE DIES, the Mocking Tomato Man and food. Lots and lots of FOOD.

(click on the photo to go to the Flickr page where there are notes on the photo - mouse over it.)

I will tell you that I ate that whole darn crepe myself, yes. Also that we are NOT going to tell aequitasrequiro what-all we ate and ESPECIALLY not what his lovely wife ate! ...though she is sort of taking a bite of that chocolatey ice cream thing in the pic, isn't she? Well, um...it's not hers! She's, ah, um, she's - er- holding it for a friend! Yeah! Also, Court is asleep in the car while I drive home, awww. In't she sweet? And so QUIET ...when she's sleeping. *snicker*

Special thanks goes out to takumi who patiently came with us as we looked for rings. I seem incapable of deciding on a ring for myself because I want them all once I see them! I would do better grabbing some stranger, telling him "Size 4", thrusting money into his hand and pushing him into the store. I'd love whatever he came out with, I assure you. I aaaalmost got a henna tattoo, but if I'm going to do something that'll stay on me for a few weeks I think I'll wait and do it with a California friend. ...yes, THIS is what I've come to: I'm freaked out at the prospect of committing to TWO WEEKS of something. Hey you know what? Shut up. I have padawans, a huge house (and accompanying mortgage/bills), steady job and art school for two years. THAT'S ENOUGH COMMITMENT FOR ANY WOMAN.

(...other than the constant threat of someone committing ME, which is always a possibility.)