Anyway, I had a wonderful time Friday night… after the brush of DMV DEATH! I had to get a replacement registration, since mine ran away (was probably thrown away in a purge), and I walked into about 100+ people waiting in line. I’m sure my face looked like this O___O, but I bravely got in line and asked the lady if I was in the correct place. She just looked at me, asked for my name and license, and printed it out for me. In and out of the DMV Friday afternoon… I just used up my luck for the month, truly, I did!
Other than that, I did the IHOP date with the usual (and some unusual) suspects. I think IHOP servers must fight each other not to serve us. Tim and I were first (for once, I’m NEVER first, thanks Labor Day weekend traffic) and the host wanted to seat us. I informed him I had no idea how many people were coming otherwise I’d give him dire warning to prepare for invasion; he gave me a funny look for some reason. We ended up with a nice number of 10. I sat next to the two that returned from overseas and behaved myself nicely, thank you very much. It was the “adults” at the other end of the table who were playing with straws and napkins! I want to be an adult like that! Very mature guys. Afterwards we did a few games of bowling, which I royally sucked at, but it was the painkillers’ fault for not working like they were supposed to. (By the way, gall bladder, if you actually do have stones, then you should have killed me in the bowling alley after IHOP; I ate so much unsaturated, saturated, transfat, salt, and sugar you should have gone into a coma. And stop poking my right lung; it’s annoying.) Anyhow, I bowled a 76 and a 87 respectively and declined the first game so Tim and I could visit the Evil Electronic Empire aka Best Buy. I’m not so great at video games, I rediscovered. I should’ve asked for cords to hook my laptop to the tv so I can watch anime on a decent sized screen.
Saturday I hung around, ate a wonderful breakfast, and read Readers Digest. Don’t laugh, I did! And I read The Week and Nutrition Action too. And some magazine about conspiracy theorists and wackjobs. Which lead me to Russia Today. I am vastly amused. And I visited Whole Foods. On a Saturday. I think I lost my mind! By the samples were sooooooooo good, mmm, cheese and bread and veggie stix and biscuit stuff with almonds. I was pretty stingy with the purchase: rat food, flax seed, barley, walnuts, and toothpaste. Bulk bins are awesomely cheap.
Sunday, after realizing that no one I asked could go to Ren Fest with me, I went for a drive. Somehow I ended up on a 6 mile hike. Can’t figure out how that happens? Neither can I! I went to look at the creek, for fish, and the butterflies lured me in with their devilish ways of looking pretty and staying just out of reach. Next thing I know I’m 3 miles away from my car, being run over by cyclists (the little girl did ring her bell to warn me of impeding carnage), and being attack by a butterfly. It stabbed me with its tongue. Repeatedly. Apparently it’s a “charismatic” and “friendly” Hackberry Emperor that likes to eat carrion and rotting fruit. How flattering he deemed me as good as dead meat. Actually, it just wanted the salt from my sweat. I was so mad I didn’t have my camera with me. I saw 19 species of butterfly, 4 of which were swallow tails, and I could have gotten some fantastic photos of them on the thistles. Then I read some more magazines in the sun until dinner. It was a beautiful day of ME time without the dog or people.
I am getting somewhat tan. I do believe that its global warming’s fault. Somehow the sun is screwed up and not burning me anymore. Actually, I’ve spent more time outside this summer than the last three combined; thanks PetSmart, deprive me of my Vitamin D!
Monday, my friend Carla and I went to the Kansas City Renaissance Festival… aka an anime convention with the Middle Ages. It was eerily similar in any case, with the funny words and colorful costumes and shameless exhibitionists. There were in fangirls/boys. I don’t remember camels or elephants being at anime conventions… but I don’t know why they were in the Middle Ages either (the llamas were obviously imported by Spain and zapped back to the past…). We spent a lot of time walking around and browsing in shops and watched the jousting. The horses and outfits were pretty. Paid for some arrows and a bow. They didn’t have the deer target up, which was a bummer, but out of seven arrows I managed to hit the target once. I’m so coordinated, and oh-so-blind. Also bought a very good but very messy crepe (stupid Word, why didn’t you put an accent in automatically?). Went to visit Mr. C in his pottery shop (which seems to get more eccentric every year) and learned how to embarrass Carla. Oh, and watched some performers do some dances and music from Georgia, which was fun. I was watching to see if one of them accidentally threw the knife through their foot. Overall, it was pretty fun, but we left when it got hot and crowded during the second jousting tournament. I wish I had stayed after looking at Shelia’s picture of the birds! I love raptors :(
Dinner was great too. Except SOMEONE stole my last piece of chicken. When you have to reach OVER the centerpiece to steal the piece of chicken on my plate’s 3 o’ clock position, that’s theft. It was not an invitation to eat my chicken for me while I am eating bread. We had “oriental inspired” rice, which I didn’t care food because I don’t like oranges in my rice, and pineapple carrots, which I would have preferred without the pineapples. The chocolate pie was awesome, just awesome.
Speaking of, I went into Hen House while I was in KC and Barbara asked me why she hadn’t seen me and did I realize I was missing my pie?! I thought it was cool I the people at Hen House still recognize me. Other than that, I swung into PetSmart. I kind of like the remodel but I’m not fond of what they did to Specialty. The new bird habitat looks equally improved and annoying as all get out to clean. The green cheek conure was cute. But the wretched plant tank was gone. Sure, I complain about it for SIX years, and they get rid of it AFTER I leave. Thanks.
I drove back on Tuesday with the dog and the other passengers. I stopped in Jasper, Missouri (voluntarily this time—no tire problems). I really enjoyed all the sunflowers driving up and the cool weather. And the animals weren’t complaining about my singing. Shadow probably couldn’t hear it, sacked out on the front seat.
Still no job offers. Tomorrow I shall have to submit more applications. Joy. And other joyfully fun things I shoved to the side in favor of going to KC for the weekend. Like my class. And my writing. And laundry. Blech.
And look at the awesome things I brought back my KC:
My grandmother bag of bright colors and tropical fish and pockets:
My 'so, i herd u liek mudkipz' mudkip from Japan (and you, yes YOU, Tim told on you... you know why I have a mudkip, which is totally out of place in my EEVEE shrine):
And best of all:
This (Twister, the kissy, cuddly brat)
This (Molly, who was originally my rescue from over two years ago, and who I keep calling Jitterbug, my dead rat >.>)
And This (Omnee, with a massive wheelie tail)
I adore the last three things I picked up. They are quite cute and Shitty Kitty is terrified of them. It is very hard to photograph a rat while the other two are making a jailbreak.
And some Ren Fest photos:
Kids and a May Pole-- I was laughing at the disaster:
Very uncomfortable:
LLAMAS! (Tina, eat your dinner!)
The courtly parade ala fairy section:
The Georgian Dancer sans knives (I loved his outfit! I wanted it):
Shooting stuff:
Very nice! I forgot you learned how to embarrass me. Usually people say they can never figure out how to embarrass me, so you have stumbled upon a secret. LOL! It was great seeing you again. Don't be such a stranger! :D
ReplyDeleteYeah, all I'll have to do is take you to an Anime Convention >:) You'll have lots of opportunities to be highly embarrassed (and this is why I'm totally immune to it...).
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