Friday, September 30, 2011

Today's fortune: September 30, 2011

Today's fortune: You are demonstrative with your love.

I feel like this is true. I tell and show my wife all the time that I love her. But often those signs of affection are dampened by the fact that I can be a real dumbo. Sometimes I feel like I'm taking one step forward (positive act of love) and two leaps back (acts of dumbo-ness).

Still... despite the dumbo in me, Jamie must know I love her. If not, she will after tonight.

To show my love for my wife, I am going to make an incredible sacrifice. I am going to do something I think I'm going to hate, but I know it will also make her happy. I'm going to do something I've never had any desire to do in my entire life, and something I've been able to avoid for 32 years.

I'm going to go hang out with these people.


That's right. I'm going to a renaissance fair. More specifically, the Kansas City Renaissance Festival.

Jamie has been asking me to go for the entirety of our relationship, and I have always steadfastly refused. I don't really know why I'm opposed to the whole idea of a renaissance fair. Oh, wait, yes I do. It's because of the wingnuts you find at renaissance fairs, namely the people who play dress-up and pretend they're medieval.

I apologize if you are one of these people. I fully admit the problem is with me, not with you. But let me throw in a disclaimer: I don't mind that renaissance fairs exist; it's a perfectly fine hobby for people to have, I guess (but certainly not my thing). I just don't like it when the renaissance fair spills out into the regular world. For example, have you ever been to a restaurant, and all of a sudden a bunch of costumed idiots walk in? And it ain't Halloween? And they're still in character?

"Prithee, fair wench, I shall have thy royal Rootie Tootie Fresh 'n' Fruity."


But I digress.

Jamie wants to go to the Renaissance Festival. So today, I took a stroll to the Acme company store and I purchased two discount tickets. I'm gonna take my wife. And I'm not gonna complain or make fun of people... too much.

I love you, babe. What'dya say...wanna get medieval with me?

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