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Ah, weekends in Atlanta.
Was lazy for part of the day. Went to see The Da Vinci Code, which sucked even worse than the book.
Then I figured I should go see the grandmother since I haven't seen her since Christmas. Bad idea. I was barely through her door when she started berating me. "Do you know you're breaking your daddy's heart?" After about 20 minutes of how I'm conpletely wrong, I finally said "You know what? What's between him and me is between him and me. You clearly haven't heard the whole story, so don't assume it was just about the sister." Even then, she wouldn't let it go. According to her, I should just obey my parents without question.
Then she started telling me about how fat Gretchen has gotten. She insinuated that Gretch should be about the same weight as me, which is utterly ridiculous. The girl is a good five inches taller than me and has the bone structure of her father, who is built like a linebacker.
Next it was on to the same old topic, why I don't have a boyfriend. "You're going to fall in love with the first boy you have a date with and end up pregnant." Assuming I have absolutely no common sense, thanks Granny.
I was desperate to get out of there by then, but she insisted on taking me out to dinner. We had a hell of a time picking a place because I was like "You live here, you know what's about here and I'm not a picky eater." She insisted that I am a picky eater. Which I was, back when I was about ten. At dinner, she kept trying to get me to order a drink. I wanted water. I believe my family thinks that I'm a total alcoholic, and they always try to test this theory when they're with me. She made me try a bit of her margarita and was like "It's so good, isn't it? Do you want to get one?"
A total pain in the ass, but that's over.
Sunday was lots better-Ren Fair! Met up at Em's house and then we headed out. I forgot how far it is past the airport. I've forgotten a lot of things about Atlanta, which doesn't exactly make me upset. Like the weather-it gets just about as hot in Knoxville as it does here, but we almost always have the breeze coming down off the mountains. We got out at the fair and it was stifling, the air was just sitting there.
Walked around, looking at stuff and making fun of people in costumes. Saw a maze and had to do it. Once inside, it proved to be both amazing ridiculous and really fun at the same time. Continued on, and while Will and the surrogate father were in the haunted priate ship, me, Em and Irene got beer. Just what you want when it's 90 degrees right? But it tasted so good. We were walking back to the jousting area when we ran into the king's parade, so we stopped to watch. One of the guys in it yelled at us that we weren't drinking fast enough. Now where I live, that's a challenge, and since I only had half a cup, I obliged. I think the guy was surprised that I actually did it, so he slowed down and started yelling "Chug, chug!" I had half the parade practically stopped while I did that. :)
The jousting was amusing, if woefully inaccurate to my historian self. We were rooting for the bad guy, who was the Black Prince of Spain, so we were yelling stuff like "You haven't beat our Armada yet! We have the Americas and all their gold!"
Then wandered off in search of more amusement and a little shade. Will bought some Jim Beam chocolate, and we all got drinks. I got some more beer and water. :) While Irene and Emily went to look at one of the shops, Will, Em's dad and I played with bows and arrows. I haven't shot one in years, but aside from my general lack of aim, I did pretty good. Hit the target a couple of times, and the rest of them at least got as far as the target. We walked back toward the back of the place, since Emily wanted to do this sprifft bouncy thing. I wasn't originally, but I got talked into it.
Emily went first, and had a good time ribbing her about not doing backflips, completely expecting the same once I got up there. No way in hell would I do one. She was getting strapped in and we were all yelling insults when she goes "Your mother is a hamster!"
And hey, we all know what to do with Monty Python joke. Will and I both yelled "And your father smelled of elderberries!" back at her. One of the other guys running the ride, the guy at my station, looks over at me and goes "What?" I was like, it's Monty Python dude, you work at the Renaissance Fair.
When it was my turn, he was strapping me in and goes "The only part of Monty Python I've seen is where the two knights are fighting, and one of them has both his arms cut off and says-"
I interrupted him and finished. "I'll bleed on you!"
He laughed at me, and I say "Is now a good time to mention I'm terrified of hights!" That's when he got this gleam in his eye and immediately switched it so that I would go higher in the air. Flirted with me a bit and I flirted back since he was kind of cute and it's just amusing to flirt with someone in period costume who's clearly sick of seeing a bunch of little kids. He wasn't kidding when he wanted me to go higher though-kept jumping on the trampoline to make me go really high. It was fun, although probably not such a good idea after 2 beers in the hot sun. I was like, oooh....stomach. Then I got off and I was like, oooh, legs. The harnesses definately do a number on your ability to walk. I actually would have tried a backflip if it hadn't been for my stomach, but not a chance.
The four of us went out to Jason's for dinner afterward, which was nice, but I was exhausted by then. Got back to the house and flopped down on the couch and just didn't move for several hours. Roused long enough to eat a bit more and then crashed. Long, tiring day, but definitely fun.
And will be heading back home in a bit, after I finish getting everything together. I'll be glad to get back.
Was lazy for part of the day. Went to see The Da Vinci Code, which sucked even worse than the book.
Then I figured I should go see the grandmother since I haven't seen her since Christmas. Bad idea. I was barely through her door when she started berating me. "Do you know you're breaking your daddy's heart?" After about 20 minutes of how I'm conpletely wrong, I finally said "You know what? What's between him and me is between him and me. You clearly haven't heard the whole story, so don't assume it was just about the sister." Even then, she wouldn't let it go. According to her, I should just obey my parents without question.
Then she started telling me about how fat Gretchen has gotten. She insinuated that Gretch should be about the same weight as me, which is utterly ridiculous. The girl is a good five inches taller than me and has the bone structure of her father, who is built like a linebacker.
Next it was on to the same old topic, why I don't have a boyfriend. "You're going to fall in love with the first boy you have a date with and end up pregnant." Assuming I have absolutely no common sense, thanks Granny.
I was desperate to get out of there by then, but she insisted on taking me out to dinner. We had a hell of a time picking a place because I was like "You live here, you know what's about here and I'm not a picky eater." She insisted that I am a picky eater. Which I was, back when I was about ten. At dinner, she kept trying to get me to order a drink. I wanted water. I believe my family thinks that I'm a total alcoholic, and they always try to test this theory when they're with me. She made me try a bit of her margarita and was like "It's so good, isn't it? Do you want to get one?"
A total pain in the ass, but that's over.
Sunday was lots better-Ren Fair! Met up at Em's house and then we headed out. I forgot how far it is past the airport. I've forgotten a lot of things about Atlanta, which doesn't exactly make me upset. Like the weather-it gets just about as hot in Knoxville as it does here, but we almost always have the breeze coming down off the mountains. We got out at the fair and it was stifling, the air was just sitting there.
Walked around, looking at stuff and making fun of people in costumes. Saw a maze and had to do it. Once inside, it proved to be both amazing ridiculous and really fun at the same time. Continued on, and while Will and the surrogate father were in the haunted priate ship, me, Em and Irene got beer. Just what you want when it's 90 degrees right? But it tasted so good. We were walking back to the jousting area when we ran into the king's parade, so we stopped to watch. One of the guys in it yelled at us that we weren't drinking fast enough. Now where I live, that's a challenge, and since I only had half a cup, I obliged. I think the guy was surprised that I actually did it, so he slowed down and started yelling "Chug, chug!" I had half the parade practically stopped while I did that. :)
The jousting was amusing, if woefully inaccurate to my historian self. We were rooting for the bad guy, who was the Black Prince of Spain, so we were yelling stuff like "You haven't beat our Armada yet! We have the Americas and all their gold!"
Then wandered off in search of more amusement and a little shade. Will bought some Jim Beam chocolate, and we all got drinks. I got some more beer and water. :) While Irene and Emily went to look at one of the shops, Will, Em's dad and I played with bows and arrows. I haven't shot one in years, but aside from my general lack of aim, I did pretty good. Hit the target a couple of times, and the rest of them at least got as far as the target. We walked back toward the back of the place, since Emily wanted to do this sprifft bouncy thing. I wasn't originally, but I got talked into it.
Emily went first, and had a good time ribbing her about not doing backflips, completely expecting the same once I got up there. No way in hell would I do one. She was getting strapped in and we were all yelling insults when she goes "Your mother is a hamster!"
And hey, we all know what to do with Monty Python joke. Will and I both yelled "And your father smelled of elderberries!" back at her. One of the other guys running the ride, the guy at my station, looks over at me and goes "What?" I was like, it's Monty Python dude, you work at the Renaissance Fair.
When it was my turn, he was strapping me in and goes "The only part of Monty Python I've seen is where the two knights are fighting, and one of them has both his arms cut off and says-"
I interrupted him and finished. "I'll bleed on you!"
He laughed at me, and I say "Is now a good time to mention I'm terrified of hights!" That's when he got this gleam in his eye and immediately switched it so that I would go higher in the air. Flirted with me a bit and I flirted back since he was kind of cute and it's just amusing to flirt with someone in period costume who's clearly sick of seeing a bunch of little kids. He wasn't kidding when he wanted me to go higher though-kept jumping on the trampoline to make me go really high. It was fun, although probably not such a good idea after 2 beers in the hot sun. I was like, oooh....stomach. Then I got off and I was like, oooh, legs. The harnesses definately do a number on your ability to walk. I actually would have tried a backflip if it hadn't been for my stomach, but not a chance.
The four of us went out to Jason's for dinner afterward, which was nice, but I was exhausted by then. Got back to the house and flopped down on the couch and just didn't move for several hours. Roused long enough to eat a bit more and then crashed. Long, tiring day, but definitely fun.
And will be heading back home in a bit, after I finish getting everything together. I'll be glad to get back.