This entry was originally posted on a blog I was writing back in early 2012. I recently had reason to go back and look for something in that blog, and I thought I’d share this again here. And yes, I wrote this post before I became vegan.
This was quite a busy and fun weekend. Friday, all of us girls in the family here got our nails done together. Saturday, I helped retrieve the Edible Arrangement for a baby shower my sister-in-law hosted. –I’m not a huge pineapple fan, but it’s amazing covered in chocolate 😉– I then went with my mother-in-law to help in the nursery at a church.
Sunday. Mother’s Day. I took my “son” to the Renaissance Festival at the Castle of Muskogee. He’s only nine years my junior, but he’s always looked at least 5 years older than his actual age. (He’s not biologically mine.)
Because he looks like an adult, I’ve recently been carded to be sure I was over 16, and it was just the two of us, he got a lot of “girlfriend” comments. I threw a couple of them for a loop by correcting them with “mother.” It was hilarious! One guy suddenly stopped walking, and with an über confused look on his face, was like, “What?”
Another guy selling flowers motioned the basket toward him and said, “Hint! Hint!” I pointed at Son and said, “Son!” The man’s first reaction was, “Well, hey, it’s Mother’s Day! You gave him life; the least he can do is give you a flower.” Then, our appearances clicked in his head and he said something to the extent of, “Wait, how are you his mom?” I just laughed and told the truth: that he’s way younger than he looks and I’m way older than I look. Then, he said, “Now I definitely believe that!”
Sadly, of course, my brain didn’t come up with a comeback to the other comments until it was too late. One was “That girl in the blue is much better looking than the one you had with you last week!” Wish I would have thought at the time to say, “I’m flattered that you think his mother is more beautiful than his girlfriend!”
Anyway, the Ren Faire is always so much fun, even though most of the time we’re just walking around and looking at overpriced items in the shops. However, there was a small shop we finally wandered into that had items for far less coin than others. I walked away with a mid-length cloak for $38 (instead of about $180 for a full-length), and we both got awesome-looking hoods for $12 each. The one thing I wanted to buy for my costume (a ruffled skirt to go over my dress) was $250. I’d only brought $160 🙁. At least now I’m more motivated to make it myself, haha.
After walking around in the rising temperatures and bright sunlight for 5 1/2 hours, we decided it was time to head home. Since it was the last day of frappuccino happy hour at Starbucks, and still 30 minutes left in it, we headed there so I could get my fix. I was expecting it to be packed, and we would have to be brave among the stares in our cosplay, but there were only about four people inside. The only one who said anything about the costumes was the lady in front of us in line and we talked about the Ren Faire for a bit.
When ordering my drink, I gave them my character name (Amaryllis) to put on the cup. Just one last Renaissance Festival moment to enjoy before I called it a day. I was spent… and I so want to go back!