Faire Days, Part 2 (Wherein the Elves Arrive at Albright)

Given my experience with Ren Faires and both my and J’s proclivity for spending time at them, we didn’t stop at paying one single visit to the Louisiana Renaissance Festival last weekend. Oh, nay. We could no more go to only ONE day of a Faire, than we could show up at one dressed in…

Faire Days, Part 1 (Wherein I Spin the Tale of my Fantastical Past)

It is the perfect morning to write about elves and festival days, about mirth and merriment and magic. My loyal hound, as he does like clockwork each morning, bade me wake at about 5:30 a.m., expressing his need to venture outdoors. And venture we did, into a thunderstorm. We braved the dark hale and vanquished…

Reunion

I usually have a rule for myself, of not posting more than one blog entry in a day.  I’m breaking that rule today to get the following out, because I’ve been sitting on these emotions for weeks and…it’s just time.  More about my crazy month-and-a-half will follow in a more regulated fashion. ***** I’m glad…

Missing in Action!

Holy lord. Anyone outside the network of people who know I’m still alive would come to this blog and think, “Dang, she had nose surgery, ran around in a moustache-bandage, went back to bed… and was never seen again, y’all.” Never to fear, the nose recovery went swimmingly and I came out of all that…