2004 CB REN FEST |
This is just TOOOOOO FREAKY!!!
So … I needs MUST explain this NEW REN FRIENDS SAGA!
Not long before this June 13th fest date (on June 3rd), I received an Email from a
Wench who signed-off as, “Linda In Lincoln”:
Bill from St. Joe sent me your web link to help me with information
about ren fests, etc. I recently purchased a gown and he said you
might be just THE person to help me pick out footwear and headdress.
He also said, that since you are also in Lincoln, that you might know
of a seamstress that could hem up that new gown for me.
We exchanged a few Emails … and I thoroughly enjoyed her correspondence.
Next, we discovered that we both were planning on attending the CB Ren Fest.
Whereupon, Mistress Linda wrote:
I would love to meet up with you. I will be attending the faire on the
12th for certain, but maybe the 13th as well if I can find a replacement at work.
Well. The 13th arrived, and I drove with the two Minstrel Krampes to the CB Ren
Fest. ‘Een though we arrived fairly early (1pm), there were TONS o’ folkz ahead of
us. I followed the line o’ cars into the parking area … parked where we were
directed to (next to the car that had been immediately ahead of us). Once parked, I
immediately SHOOED the two Minstrel Krampes out of myne vehicle, with
directions for how they might find Mistress JANET at the gate.
(We were VERY CLOSE to being LATE to meet her!)
I sent the Minstrel Krampes ahead because I had to spend tyme fussing with
TRUSSING UP myne bodice [I do NOT drive in a fully-trussed bodice, for the
Goddess’ SAKEZ!], as well as donning myne BELT o’ STUFF, and getting all my
other accoutrements situated about myne person. As I was doing this, the occupants
of the vehicle I’d followed in and parked next to were situating themselves as well.
These occupants consisted of two very attractive and well-costumed Women, and
one incredibly well-armored and “Don Quixote”-type-costumed Man.
Upon observing myne bodice-trussing struggle, one of the women very kindly asked
if I needed HELP. “No … Thank you so much for offering … But, I have to wrestle
with this on myne own.” Thereafter, additional “mundane” COMMUNICATION
occurred betwixt us.
AT SOME POYNTE in our conversation (and my fussing about), I mentioned
needing to get “Teddy, Myne Titmouse” appropriately situated.
Upon hearing me say that, the “Don Quixote”-type-costumed Man queried,
“TEDDY, your TITMOUSE?! …
Are you MISTRESS CHAS?!?!
Color me FREAKED! By sheer “happenstance”
(or by the Will o’ the Goddess depending upon what manner o’ FATE you
wish to ascribe to), I JUST HAPPENED to have parked next to
LINDA IN LINCOLN and the “Bill from St. Joe”
who had originally referred her to myne website!!!
Can we say HUGZ and EXCLAMATIONS o’ JOY all around?
I think we CAN!!!
With Linda and Bill was Mistress Julie a REN FAIRE VIRGIN!!!!
Needless to say … We three BONDED in the parking lot, and were pretty much
INSEPARABLE for the ENTYRE FAIRE!!!
‘Twas VUNDERBAR!!!
at LEFT.
Virgin |
Quixote” …
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