This past weekend, we went to the Maryland Renaissance Festival both on Saturday and Sunday. Lots of fun, lots of funny, funny shows, LOTS OF FOOD! Seriously. There was TONS of food. So much so that I threw caution, (and my skinny jeans,) in the wind and indulged myself. But on Saturday I got a crab cake that was overdone and greasy and on Sunday, beef stew that wasn’t very seasoned. Don’t you hate that, when you decide to be bad but the calories weren’t worth it? But my son and I had a blast, so it’s all good.
And, really, it could also be called the Maryland Decollete Festival. I’ve never seen so many pushed-up, bodice-boosted breasts in one place in my entire life–not even at Aeosmith, Guns N’ Roses and Motley Crue concerts combined. Honestly. I’m a straight, almost-forty-year-old woman and even I couldn’t keep from staring at times. And . . . okay, I did sort of wear my best date night bra on Sunday. What can I say? When in Rome . . . or, make that, when in the Renaissance. 😉
Okay, back to work. Have a great day!
