I’m having a pretty good week. Last weekend was crazy. Friday, Heidi and Wendy and I went to the County fair and ate way too much junk food (corndogs, creampuffs, funnelcake, kettle popcorn, and about 12 dollars worth of fresh squeezed lemonade.)


Saturday, I got up early and did a bit of cleaning, because I didn’t want Carlo to come home to an icky house. Then I hastily finished packing my suitcase and jumped in the car with Ace and Jess for a wild weekend and Dan’s wedding. The four of us were all roomates at Dan’s house in Platteville, where they did strange things like filling my room with balloons. We had a great time in Platteville.


He seemed very surprised that we came. (Of course we would). The wedding was at a beautiful Catholic church with the most vibrant and amazing stained glass (wish I had film for my real camera to take pictures), and was a full mass. I’ve never been to any kind of mass. I’ve been to church, but protestants don’t really have all that many rituals and ritual singing. I really enjoyed the singing, and the kneeling benches were neat. Though, the groom’s side of the church was quite empty. We were also the youngest people, aside from the little cousins and grandchildren, at the wedding.

It was very strange to be at a wedding so soon, and dateless, after my own. But we had a good time at the reception in the Knight’s hall. Even though some of our drinks had ants. Dan brought out these glow necklaces, and we danced so hard our legs hurt for three days. After the reception, Marshaus, Dan(not dargel) and his date, Ace and Jess, and I went down and closed the bars. We went to about 3 different ones, and ended up pleasantly buzzed, and happily tired. Ace, Jess and I retired to the air conditioned Econo lodge, and met up with the other three for an oriental lunch on sunday. It was so nice to hang with Ace and Jess, felt just like we were still roomates, I really love them, we always have such good times. We all kinda miss hanging out with Dan Dargel though. Wish him well.


Monday night, even though I was exhausted, I went out with Carlo and Nancy and many others to the Kareoke Kid. We had such a great time, and I finally finally relaxed enough to have a good time, and sang several new songs, tried some new things and completely killed singing Diana Krall’s ‘Peel me a grape’. It was SO COOL It was in my range, and I was all breathy, and the bar quieted down and everyone was listening to me except the japanese girl near the front of the bar yelling at some guy by the videotape wall. I hadn’t even heard it in a while, and when the music started, I just KNEW it. OH, what a high, great feeling. I also sang some other songs, to varying sucess, Criminal, Crazy(P.Cline), Hit Me with your Best Shot(P.Benatar), and I might have sung another one in there somewhere. Carlo sang so many he lost his voice for a couple days. And NANCY, woo, finally worked up the nerve to sing! And she was great!

—-later

Carlo and I also did dinner at Porta Bella’s with Scott and Athena. (they have the best white wine sangria in the world there) Scott is an old friend of Carlo’s in town for a couple weeks, and Athena is his very cute girlfriend. After dinner we wandered down to the SCA to get the rest of my marshal paperwork, and throw some knives. All four of us got in line to throw some knives and spears. Athena looked so cute hauling the spears almost twice her size. I also did a tad of marshalling. I’m glad they got to have a taste of what I’m addicted to.