Last weekend was a glorious exercise in variety.
Friday Night: Out for drinks and a little dancing with friends, home around 3am for a weeeeee bit tipsy sleepover.
Saturday Night: Attending the Westmont Bright Hope for Tomorrow dinner. Classy outfits, wine, a fundraising dinner.
Sunday: Church, and a visit to Camlann Medieval Village, a "working" historical village a la Williamsburg (on a MUCH smaller, more ragtag-band-of-misfits kind of scale), depicting rural England, 1376. We saw archers, a potter, 3 sheep, learned about different arrowheads, and the horrors of warfare, then capped it off with trenchers, pottage and mead for dinner.
Yes, we are a strange people, my roommate and I. Join us, won't you?
2 comments:
is it weird that after the last sentence my mind went "W is for the many ways that you're served, A is for the admiration you deserve" ?
i love you and your roommate!
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