Birthday came and went this year. 27. For some reason 27 feels younger than 26. I've always enjoyed odd number ages more so than even years. Why in the world I have no idea! Anyways, it was a good day. Rather a weekend? It fell on a sunday. Weekends are always good days for birthdays. Saturday we caught the remnants for a classic car show. I got flowers! Birthday flowers!
Sunday we headed northeast to the Renn Faire. It was fun...most people visiting got really into it, more than I thought they would. There were some costumes that were just sort of pieced together, some that were *really* extravagant. It was a bit disappointing how commercialized it was...you pay to get in, then are encouraged to buy buy buy at the stalls inside. There were some cool shows, the highlight being the falconer handling birds my bird wishes he could be. Other highlights included bagpipers, incredibly foul mouthed Scottish comedians, and a Joker eating fire.
And then there was cake! Yes, that is Roy Mustang battling a lobster atop a chocolate cherry cake. He happens to have a lot of free time since defeating Father & co.
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