This weekend was fantabulous. I ended up going to Moving Through Time, at the Marietta Mansion this Saturday, with ballistabob, melaniesuzanne and pirategirleee and we had a wonderful time. Moreover, it was great to be at an event in which you are impersonating a 21st Century tourist among a bunch of reenactors of all shapes and sizes.
Because of brevity of time, I will do my recount in bullets:
Sunday I vegged and vegged, and if you want to know, I stayed in my pajamas until the afternoon. Much laundry was done, and the family was able to have clean underwear once again.
And now, back to the salt mines.
I can hear the whip cracking and it's getting closer . . .