Going medieval

Last weekend we decided to do something fun instead of just sitting around doing nothing and mowing the lawn. So we grabbed some friends and headed out east to the Medieval Faire, where Liza got to wander around outside dressed up like a princess, eating junk food and freak-watching. I'm not sure which part of "medieval faire" people interpret to mean "dress up in whatever freakish costume exposes the largest expanses of your lily-white fleshy skin," but man, if it had wings, it was there.

We weren't sure how many of the performances she was going to be up for, so we set our expectations low ... but she hung in like a trouper all day. She even liked the jousting so much that she made us go back to see it a second time.

Part of the appeal, I'm sure, was that we got to meet the horses after the show was done. We stuck around until we were pretty much the last ones there, which meant Liza had plenty of time to get used to the idea of getting anywhere near an animal that is 4 times her size. Me, I liked the little crocheted doily on the horse's head.

Liza also liked the part where she got to put money in the knight's helmet. He was very good with the kids, answering all the questions and being happy to pose for photos despite the steamy heat after the 10-minute downpour before the show. Dude must take a bath in Gatorade between performances.

Me? I liked Wonder Fool, but then, I'm a sucker for fire-breathers. And Jason was just happy to get out of there without anyone asking to buy souvenirs ... so a good time was had by all!