So, my brother, sil and neice, my aunt and cousin, my mom and dad and my hubby, Lydia and I invaded the Renaissance Festival this weekend. And I gotta tell you, people at the Renaissance Festival are weird. They just are. The performers are weird. The food guy is weird. The guy selling plastic elf ears is weird. The people attending in their own made up costumes are weird.
Of course, my favorite costumes are the…uhm…stout women dressed as wenches. Nothing accentuates the figure like a corset and a low cut peasant blouse. I also saw a man and his wife dressed in full armor. Well, he was dressed in full armor, she only had armor on the top. Her skirt was split up to the…uhm…top. But my favorite costume of the day was a mom and her 2 daughters dressed as belly dancers. Belly dancers. Renaissance. Someone please help me with my history!
However, the Renaissance Festival does know food. I for one, ate a cone full of cookies (I didn’t eat the cone, just the cookies), roasted corn on the cob, a giant hotdog with peppers and onions and fried green beans. Then I sampled some fried macaroni and cheese on a stick, fried ice cream and fried cheesecake. I am not making this up! The only thing I did not eat is the giant turkey leg. Ugh. That makes my stomach turn just thinking about it!
And no birthday is complete without gifts! My sil gave me a yummy beach bag with matching shirt and flip flops for my cruise! My aunt & cousin gave me $30 to Target. (Get it? $30 for my 30th birthday? Huh? Huh? Pretty clever!) And of course, you read my post about Mama & Daddy’s gift! Yowza! But the real gift was hanging out with my family on a beautiful day, eating food and people watching!
Happy Birthday to me!
(I have had to edit this 300 times because I just can’t get the pictures to work right. So, if you desperately need to see some pictures of us at the Renaissance Festival, click here.)