So Very Wrong

So, who remembers yesterday when I said faire would be fun even in the rain?

IT WAS THE MOST MISERABLE DAY I HAVE EVER SPENT AT FAIRE!

Seriously. It was raining. It was cold. It was muddy. It was being absorbed by the fabric of my skirts. It was gross. It was just plain miserable. Half of the people who were going to come did not bother. Around 1400, I went out to the car and removed those mud-soaked skirts and put on a nice pair of baggy pants.

I stayed the day by sheer stubbornness.

It was miserable. But, I've had my nice warm shower and my really yummy dinner, so now I'm going to curl up in my soft warm bed. Good night!