Well, last week I was in AZ...it was 80 degrees when I left.

Needless to say, I was a tad unhappy when I landed at BWI and it was 28 degrees in Balmer.

teh suck

I spent two days "working" in my boyfriend's booth at the AZ renfest, and the other four days Not Working. 'nuff said.

It's a gorgeous faire site; I think you could fit 1.5 (or more?) MDRFs on the property. I caught glimpses of The Ded Bob Show, London Broil, and a song snippet during one of Owain Phyfe's sets. I drooled over a Pendragon bodice, met a very cute boy named Joseph (James?--forgive me, sweetie--blame the beer) at, of all places, the Ophelia booth, and just generally enjoyed basking in the sun, and digging the feeling of wearing sandals again.

But alas, now I'm home, slogging away in Dundalk, hon, pining for My Old Man, and more summer-like weather.

And that's all I have to say about that.

Requisite first post DONE.