Fest 2010: Third Weekend

I can’t believe the run is already almost halfway over!! (There are 7 weekends, so after this Saturday it will be halfway.) This weekend was GREAT– possibly my best Fest weekend ever!!

Saturday hightlights:
–AWESOME weather – 70ish and sunny, with low humidity. WAY better than the 90+ degree, humid weather we had for the first 2 weekends!

–My husband came out on a Terpsichory day pass and he also brought our dog (Trip).

–Lunch, with my new picnic basket and wooden dinnerware (I got the basket and a few bowls at Good Will for $15– score!). We brought the basket over to one of the picnic tables by Mac’s, so we could say hi to the pirates and also get water from their cooler.

–Four Pints Shy’s 1:30 show at Queen’s Pub. We sat on a bench in the back, and Trip was really tired – he kept lying down in various places – in the middle of the floor in front of us (on his side, taking up practically the whole walkway from the entrance to the bar, so everyone had to step over him), on a warm stone in the sun, just outside the entrance (again, in everyone’s way) to on my skirt – very cute!! And it was a great show, as always.

–After our 2:45 show, a man came up and specifically said how much he had enjoyed the music, and in particular my flute playing – that was so nice to hear!! The spouse didn’t tell me I did well or anything, or that he was proud of me (I told him that several times after his duathlon…) and neither did my parents when they came out!  And my best friend came out for the last 2 HOURS of the day one day, using the free ticket I gave her, and didn’t even watch our show! But whatever. Anyway, it was nice to hear someone say they liked my playing. I know my parents and husband are proud of me, but it kind of bummed me out that the spouse didn’t think to say anything. Or buy me a flower.  *pout*

–During the break before 5:00 show, the spouse was getting cranky because he was tired. (I thought that might happen– he’s not used to the rigorous schedule of Fest. Plus, he’d had the guys over th night before and had stayed up pretty late, then had to get up not-too-late because I told him he needed to be out at Fest by 10ish– I mean, he was getting in on a free pass for “helping” us, i.e. wearing garb and carrying our sign out to our shows– so I thought it was only fair that he should at least be there for 3/4 of our shows!) Anyway he was tired, and he gets really cranky when he’s tired, so I suggested that we take a nap, so we found a shady spot and lay down on my cloak. I thought we should have put his sword between us, but since we’re married, it didn’t seem appropriate. Besides, no one would have probably understood the meaning anyway, and also we had the dog between us.  He lay down on the cloak for a little while, and rested his head on my leg, but he was too distracted by all the things going on, so I don’t think Trip actually slept at all. I didn’t either, but it was nice to lay there with my hat over my eyes, next to my husband and my doggie for awhile. The spouse did get a little nap in, and afterwards he said he felt much, much, better and that it was a good suggestion, so I’m glad we did it. I’m sort of hoping someone I knew happened by and took a photo, but I highly doubt it.

–After hours!! About half an hour after closing cannon, we went out to the car to change into civvies and move the car up closer. Then went to Jester’s Pub BBQ, had some GREAT food for a good cause (and cheap, at $5 a plate!) and watched a bit of the fencing tournament. Then walked back to the car, in the dark, with our flashlight, and came back to my parents’ for the night and pretty much straight to bed, at about 9:30.

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