Sunday, August 28, 2005
Today I went to the Renaissance Festival with my girls and they rode wooden horses and pushed each other off their steeds with sticks. We ate pickles out of barrels and if one more person calls me "my lady" I am going to throw a shoe at 'em;)
I have never wanted to be a knight or a princess, witch, goblin. At night, as a child when I snuck down to the beach alone, watched the moon slip over the water I only wanted to be one thing....
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