A home without books is a body without soul. - Cicero


Fair maidens, turkey legs, and burly men...

A couple of weekends ago, The Girl and I loaded up with her aunt and uncle and went off to the annual Bay Area Renaissance Festival. (Or, as the traveling gypsies performing there called it: B.A.R.F. I wonder what it says about us that we never picked up on that anacronym.)

Sadly, we missed out on the giant turkey legs and passed on the pickles (did they have pickles in Renaissance times?), but enjoyed some shows, marveled at what passes for Renaissance themed items these days, and employed the use of some burly men to push The Girl around on the swings. A lot. A whole lot. A whole lot times three dollars each time. Ahem.

And of course, we stopped at the pub for a pint, where we enjoyed the
Bawdy Boys ("Ireland...by way of Detroit") perform a very impressive - and very long - version of The Green Grass Grew All Around. (I secretly wish we had been able to stick around to see if they knew Railway.) The Girl was so impressed she even tossed some money in the hat.

Note: Ren Fest still has two more weekends two go. This weekend is "High Seas Adventure" (where I'm sure the pirates will be out in force), and next weekend is "Huzzah to the King". Be forewarned: it's dusty and dirty (in more ways than one). But where else can you find a man in a leather leotard and thigh high boots, accompanied by a dog in a cape?


Spring has sprung...

...and that means flower boxes.

This past Saturday, the girl and I headed to Home Depot for one of their kid clinics. This month's project involved balsa wood, nails, a hammer, and wood glue. Lots and lots of wood glue. Turns out, wood glue comes out a lot faster than good old Elmer's. Also, it turns out, while one can easily peel wood glue off of one's hands, one cannot, unfortunately, peel it as easily out of one's hair.

Next time, we'll wear ponytails.