So yesterday Jen and I had a great deal of fun at the local RenFaire; it was opening weekend, and we mostly went to scope out stuff for a few weeks later, when we shall return with Muppet and Jo. Straight away, we met a guy who learned of Jen's fibrecraft interest and directed us to the stall of a woman who spins her own yarn. Jen found an absolute
deal on some unspun wool that reminded me of the colour of the ocean in Bermuda.
Right next...tent...to that was a woman who was selling handmade journals in Celtic motifs. We got to talking to her for a few minutes and learned that her car had exploded (with her in it, narrowly escaping injury) and burned down her house and the group's entire RenFaire stock. The other artists had had to send an emergency shipment of stock so they would have something with which to open. Poor thing, it hadn't completely sunk in yet that everything was gone, but she was trying to look on the bright side and said it made it easy to start over without making the same mistakes again. I gave her a hug and bought an awesome journal, of which there will be pictures.
We had fun talking to a drag queen, the Lady Jessica, who invited us to a drag club in Charlotte and was very amusing. She also had a very lovely dress, which she said she had made.
We stopped by a cobbler's stall and looked at some moccasin boots that had buttons made from international currency: there were some with Australian ha'pennies, some coins from Ghana, and a lot of US buffalo nickels. Neato. We eventually ended up at a stall that sold chainmail garments, and the guy there was funny and friendly and encouraged us to try stuff on, so I tried on a gorgeous belt (more of a hip wrap, really) with crystals and little bells. It looked pretty awesome over jeans, and I think I'll probably buy it when we go back. I'll post pics if I do.
It was highly enjoyable October weather, cloudy and cool enough for jeans but not a jacket. We ate dinner out, too, at Red Robin. I ordered their version of chicken parm, and boy, I thought Commons was stingy with pasta sauce... They actually had to bring me more sauce in a little cup. When we got back to the house, Godlet was home from a sailing regatta in Wilmington, and Jen was hilariously happy to see him. Oh, wow. We had a lot of fun laughing at her.
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