So here’s a funny story… a group of 6 of us (plus Marlowe) head out the door and start walking down the street to the festival… about 50 feet down the road and I walk dead center, face first, straight into a pole. Why? I was completely dead sober and totally with it… yet there I go head first. I don’t know why or how it happened, but I do know I’m so incredibly happy Eric was carrying Marlowe. Sheesh. Unfortunately (or fortunately?) I was holding the camera so there is no actual footage of the face smashing event. Anyway.. on to the festival..
Ah, Part two… you know, in case you didn’t see enough pictures of chalk on the ground.. I’ve got a ton more. Add a bunch more photos of friends, Marlowe, food messes…. and face paint and you’ve got day two. Day two was much more eventful. I had gotten a nice amount of sleep and a belly full of food and I was ready to conquer the day! I threw together some food, Eric brought over a grill, Michelle brought over an ice cream maker (in case my one wasn’t enough), and I had friends come by to hang out and eat food before heading out to the festival again.
This is about the time I walked into the pole.
She got sleepy pretty quick. But only napped about 40 minutes the whole day. Until she decided to pretend to go to sleep at 930pm and wake up again 40 minutes later.
Jerry and Veronica? Close enough.
One of the illusion ones, but I wasn’t about to stand in line to see the illusion come to life.
Day one: “I want to get my face painted tomorrow!”
Michelle: “Good idea! We’ll get you drunk so you can do it!”
Me: “What? Why? I don’t have to be drunk. I’m getting my face painted sober”
Day two: One beer throughout the whole day. Face painted. Win.
She whined every time we ate. She was jealousss.
So I bought her corn to play with. There was no butter or seasoning.
Note to self: this dress was flattering while pregnant. Do not wear now.
We headed back to my house to grill veggies burgers. This was the scene in my kitchen.
Marlowe got changed into pjs.
“My teeth hurt”
It was quite a fun day. The weather was beautiful. I picked up some souvenirs, I had some (most likely toxic) face paint on my face, I ate (most likely not vegan) funnel cake, and was in the company of great friends. Good times!
See part 1 HERE.