Rosemary and Olive Oil



18 February 2008
Some dear friends have suddenly moved to the area for the next 8 months (or so). To celebrate, a batch of us went to Italianni's, a local Italian (go figure) restaurant that we've always enjoyed. We wanted to treat them to someplace nice. When we arrived, they had the tables decorated with bottles of Olive Oil & Balsamic Vinegar. This is one of the Olive Oil bottles with a sprig of Rosemary stuffed in it. I really loved the way the table candles backlit the sprig, but I confess to it looking far better in my mind than the final product.
Rosemary and Olive Oil
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 19 February 2008)

Listening to:
Can't Stop This Thing We Started by Bryan Adams
from Billboard Top 100 of 1991

Camera: Canon PowerShot SD850 IS
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Mercado Juarez



17 February 2008
Marita Beth went to Scarborough Faire today to meet with clients, I stayed home and worked a bit on a variety of things. No single task really drew me to it, nor occupied my time completely. I watched some football, I worked on some Middle-Earth game stuff, I worked on some journal entries, I watched a movie. All of it very non-interesting. When Marita Beth got home she was hungry and I didn't want to be at home anymore. So, off we went. We drove up to the relatively new & burgeoning Highlands of Arlington shopping area knowing full-well we'd find something to eat in the area. We wound up at Mercado Juarez:
Mercado Juarez
Ironic in that MJ has been there for longer than I've lived in Arlington and all this new stuff has just sprung up around it. Good food, good margaritas, good company across the table and the Daytona 500 on the telly. A decent escape, but I sure paid for it later. My stomach is just too sensitive these days to put much in it without regretting doing so. The price of getting old, I suppose.
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 18 February 2008)

Listening to:
Written All Over Your Face by Rude Boys
from Billboard Top 100 of 1991

Camera: Canon PowerShot SD850 IS
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Light, Plane and Rainbow



16 February 2008
I spent nearly the entire day out of the house. I made a quick trip to Fry's to pick up some missing, yet necessary, electronic components. Following that, I made a trip back to my neighborhood to meet up with T. We had work to do, so do it we did. No Frills Grill offers free Wi-Fi and a pleasant, stress-free environment in which to dig deep into the nitty gritty of the work. We'd been there maybe an hour when the "thunder boomers" came through with a vengeance even knocking out power, satellite & wi-fi service for 15 minutes or so. Another half hour or so went by when Janessa (our waitress) stopped by the table to tell us to head outside to take a look at the rainbow. When we arrived it was a full, double rainbow. We don't see that too terribly often around Arlington, so I grabbed a series of photos. This one I like best as it shows a plane just turning into the rainbow:
Light, Plane & Rainbow.
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 18 February 2008)

Listening to:
Song of the Open Road by Jenny Scheinman
from 12 Songs

Camera: Canon PowerShot SD850 IS
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Peanut Butter and Honey



15 February 20087
You can tell your life is taking a turn for the exciting when the best photo you have of your day is of your extremely non-exciting dinner. I'm not exactly sure why I had a Peanut Butter & Honey sandwich for dinner, but I did. Hmmm.
Lunch
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 18 February 2008)

Listening to:
I Started a Joke by the Bee Gees
from Number Ones

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Strawberry Daquiri Cheesecake



Strawberry Daquiri Cheesecake

18 February 2008

President’s Day

Remember when Lincoln and Washington each actually had their own birthdays?  When I was a kid, we celebrated the twelfth of February as Abraham Lincoln’s birthday, and the 22nd of February as George Washington’s birthday.  We had those days off from school, and we were taught why.  We knew which man was the first president and which was the sixteenth!  We knew which one crossed the Delaware and supposedly chopped down a cherry tree, and which one gave the Gettysburg Address.  Today’s kids don’t even know why they were off school today.  <sigh>

Kelly and I accomplished much today in the way of preparations for Melanie’s dress.  We have a valid workspace carved out of my little workshop.  And we ran the errands to get what should be the last of the supplies we need.  By tomorrow we should have the patterning done, and be into cutting fabric!

Tonight’s dinner gathering was planned with just a few hours notice, but it worked out great.  Our friends Jim and Sharon are in town due to his job, and we met them at one of our favourite restaurants, Italianni’s in Hurst.  We enjoyed their company and each other’s, immensely.  With Ginger back from Florida, and Kelly in town for a while, and Janet with wedding plans and preparations behind her, now, it was a wonderful gathering of good friends that all too rarely get to see each other.

My grainy photo (the camera seems to have been on the wrong setting all night!  Grrrr.) is of the dessert that Ginger and I ordered and shared.  Oh my, was it yummy!  We had a great waiter, who was just the perfect amount of “smart alec” and even showed interest in and knowledge of the historical clothing photos that Kelly and Sharon were looking at and discussing.  And to top it all off, when we asked for separate checks, he not only produced them quickly and correctly, but he had split the dessert onto the proper two checks, and even split the bottle of wine correctly onto three separate checks!  He did exactly what almost every waiter everywhere is able to do, and yet won’t.  He earned our respect and admiration—-and he got a very nice tip.  Too bad that level of caring and customer service is so rare.

Hmmm . . . maybe it’s because they don’t teach kids the difference between Washington and Lincoln! :-)

~MB




SAPA Workshop Gathering



SAPA Workshop Gathering

17 February 2008

Most folks who purchase tickets and walk through the front gates of Scarborough Renaissance Festival, have no idea how much work goes into preparing for the wonderful experience they are about to have. 

Not only does the parent company, Southwest Festivals, Inc., have a year-round office staff and grounds crew, but, beginning the first week in February, the performing company works nearly twelve-hour days of rehearsals every weekend day. 

The actors are all members of a group known as the Scarborough Academy of Performing Arts, or SAPA.  SAPA is one of the most extensively-trained troupes of renfaire actors in the country.  These dedicated people gather, no matter the weather, for two months of weekends, before the two-month event ever opens its gates to the public.  Some are paid stipends, some only gas money; many receive nothing at all.  From the beginning, they are forbidden to wear watches and sunglasses, and encouraged to wear blades and hats and hoopskirts—all in an effort to be so totally at home with such concepts by the first of April, that they will have become completely convicing sixteenth century villagers.  Their dress will evolve over the coming weeks, as they begin and ultimately are required to wear the often cumbersome, layered clothing of 1533, which they pay for from their own pockets.  They sit and listen to lectures on history, manners, and customs.  Did you know that the average sixteenth century home did not yet have a chimney?  Or that in order to journey from one town to another, the traveller must have “papers?”  They learn dialect and speech patterns and practice those incessantly.  They learn songs, court dances, country dances, and fight choreography.  They learn to make the sign of the cross without thinking when a companion sneezes.  They learn never to use modern words of frustration and exclamation, but instead to utter phrases like “God’s teeth!”  or  “Thou art a knave!” or “Zwounds!” (which is a colloquial shortening of the phrase “God’s wounds!”).  They develop characters, as real as you or I, with childhoods, and histories, and fears and secrets.   Some characters are “married” to other characters, whether the actors have ever met before or not.  And some actors who are best friends play roles that never speak to each other.

The Scarborough performing company is unique in the nation, and well-known for the “unscripted” nature of its show.  For example, most Renaissance Faires have a “scenario”—like the script for a play—that they perform for the patrons throughout the festival day.  The performers learn that scenario, and numerous skits that are performed throughout the show day, memorizing lines, and ultimately “practicing” the show every weekend, and getting better and better at it.  It is commonly felt that the best time to visit a festival is toward the end, when all the actors have their parts well in hand and the show finally runs like clockwork.  But, at Scarborough, there is no such scenario.  Instead, the actors are given a theme for each new day—a few random lines, pulled from a hat, around which they improvise an entertaining course of events.  The actors hear those lines for the first time at the opening gate ceremony, with patrons all around.  And these talented, dedicated men and women and children, create on the spot, the conflicts, and the various interactions and resolutions, that make up a good story.  As such, they are well-trained during workshops in the arts of improvisational acting, and guerilla theatre.  They learn to deal with drunk patrons and stalkers.  They learn how to keep a dialogue flowing between actors, or between an actor and a patron, and they learn when and how to end that dialogue.  They learn to be the right flavour of funny, the right degree of flirty or insulting, and how to give the right directions to the nearest privy from anywhere on site!

As a merchant at the faire, these performers are my heroes.  Yes, the festival ownership and management does a great job of pulling the whole event together. We rely on them to make the site pretty, to advertise their event, and to be organized enough that they pull in quality crafters and stage shows that excite the patrons.  Obviously, what goes on behind the scenes, Monday through Friday, is key to success.  And there are many, many patrons who never really see beyond the magicians and the musicians and the jousters.  But, it is the performing company of actors, in the lanes, always there, always “on,” who really drive the mood of the day.  It is the cheerful gypsy, even on a rainy, icky day, that reminds the wet, cold patron to have fun.  It is the noblewoman in her hoops and corset and bodice and long sleeves and multiple skirts, looking radiant even in the hundred degree heat, that reminds the hot, sweaty patron to have another lemonade and stay awhile.  It is the king and queen, with the heaviest of costumes, and the most demanding of schedules, that awe and inspire the little children to want to dress as knights and princesses, and to wait patiently as mom and dad shop, because they know they’ll soon be part of a special ceremony where they’ll kneel in front of those beautiful monarchs and be knighted!

I revel in visits from cast members in our shoppes!  The savvy actor can draw patrons in and encourage them to buy our products creating the ultimate in subliminal advertising!  The patron now knows we are selling something they must have!  After all, the Earl has one!  At East Wind Games, we have the privelege of visitations from all walks of sixteenth century life!  We have noblemen come and play Chess, and peasants come and play Nine Men’s Morris or Bocce.  We treasure those times of interaction between our customers, and the performing company! 

And any who know me, know how much it means to me, to be an approved designer/seamstress to SAPA.  I have developed such special friendships and I can hardly imagine now, not being a part of that group.  For me, it all started with that first noble ensemble I built for Roger, and it’s blossomed from there.  My eternal thanks to Novie and to Mike for being among the first, and for helping to build my reputation in such a positive way.  One of the things which makes me proudest is that so many of my customers have come to me for second and third outfits—including our Queen!  I love knowing that they are so happy with their first order, that they come back for more!  I am blessed.

So, this has all been to explain the photo today, that I snapped as I sat in on an afternoon meeting at workshops on Sunday.  I was there to meet with a few of my customers to show fabrics, get a couple more measurements, and get approval on a couple of designs.   Here are over a hundred dedicated, talented people that make Scarborough Renaissance Festival one of the best faires in the country.  Having already spent five hours in various classes and lectures, they are gathered together for some notes, before breaking into smaller groups again to study and practice fighting, dancing, caber tossing, maypole weaving, and dozens of other things that make the festival beautiful and exciting. 

Whatever would we do without them?

~MB




Plotting and Planning



Plotting and Planning

16 February 2008

Saturday.  A day of work.  Wait . . . that’s not the way the world turns!  But, unfortunately, in our world, at this time of the year, that’s just exactly how it is!  In fact, even Kyle had to work this Saturday!  He took his laptop, and he and Terrill met and worked further on this big project they’ve got going.  But, at least they got to work in a laid back, beer-friendly environment!  They got their work done by about six o’clock, and although I missed him, it worked out well for my customer-oriented day, for Kyle to be away.

Kelly and I met with Melanie at noon, to work on final wedding dress plans.  I believe we actually got all the questions answered, and all the confusion settled, and we’re on our way on this dress.  Kelly will be here shortly to start patterning!  I will forever be grateful that Kelly has agreed to take the lead on this project, because I know this (Victorian bustle era) is her area of amazing expertise.  I look forward to learning from her as we work together.

Melanie was here with us for three and a half hours.  We sketched and researched and planned.  Melanie got to try on her brand new corset, and we got new measurements.  And, we girls even used the lengthy planning session as an excuse to have tea together! It was a lovely, productive meeting.  My photo is of Kelly and Melanie as they perused style options from photos on Kelly’s Flickr site.  Aren’t they cute?  Don’t they look like they’re really up to something?!

When we were done with that, Kelly and I grabbed a small snack and then she went “home” to Ginger’s while I got ready for my meeting with Dan and Bert.  They both arrived around five-thirty or so, and we sketched and chose fabrics, and did measurements, and were headed out the door toward No Frills Grill before eight.  We met Kelly there, and took over the table that Kyle and Terrill were already occupying.  We had a fun visit, had some dinner, and unwound a bit.  Dan and Bert had spent the day at workshops on the cold, rainy, muddy faire site, so they were finally able to get warm over some pub food and a pint. 

After all of that, and Kyle and I were back  home, I spent the next hour or so preparing for my trip down to faire to see folks about fabrics and such.  Weekends are no longer free days for me!

~MB




Thistle Torc



14 February 2008
Last year, or perhaps the year before, Krafty Kelts opened a shop at TRF. We have been fond of the Krafty Kelt line of products for years, but we always ran across them at times when it wasn’t necessarily financially responsible to purchase. However, with the shop being just down the lane from us at TRF, the temptation proved a little too great. So, Marita Beth purchased a beautiful bracelet. I’ve commandeered it. Besides, it looks better on me. :-)
Thistle Torc
Cheers.

~KR (Written on 17 February 2008)

Camera: Canon PowerShot SD850 IS
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Focal Length: 5.8 mm
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Cin Cin



13 February 2008
While wondering through the house in search of a photo opportunity, I stumbled across this small glass jar. Contained in the jar are a great number of wine goblet charms that we use during the various parties hosted here during the year. I love that the charm bearing the great Italian toast "cin cin" was first and foremost – no arrangment necessary.
cin cin!
Cheers (or should I say, "Cin Cin"?)

~KR (Written on 17 February 2008)

Watching:
Employee of the Month
(completely mindless movie)

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Say "Cheese!"



15 February 2008

After three straight days of working ten hours on my feet, I must confess I procrastinated a little bit today, and spent more time sitting down than I ought to have!  I did some computer work, and managed to un-decorate from Valentine’s Day and get that box of stuff all packed up and back into the attic.  I loved on the pups a lot.  Had great visits with my mom on the the phone, and Stephen in person.  Got some organization done in the workshop, but didn’t finish that  job. 

The evening was spent in the company of my girls, Ginger and Kelly.  It doesn’t get much better than that.  We caught up on each other’s lives, and had a yummy steak dinner, and just generally enjoyed all being back in the same state!  The time passed all too quickly, and as I was preparing to leave Ginger’s house, I realized there’d been no photo today.  Since Kelly’s kittens, Hazel and Diva had entertained us throughout the evening, I decided they’d be great subject matter.  But, after nearly a dozen tries to get even one of them to sit still long enough, all I had to show for the effort were a series of blurry photos and pictures of cat butts.  They seemed to be just way too wound up to photograph.  Then Kelly got the bright idea to hold one of them for me so I could take her photo.  After one goofy try at that, Ginger got in the act with the other kitten, and this is the only photo that I could even shoot, between giggles, before the three of us were rolling on the floor, laughing hysterically!  So, this is what happens when your girlfriends try to help with the photo of the day!  Thanks, girls!  I love you!

~MB