[09 Apr 2007 Monday]
Ce Week-end
Current mood: EXHAUSTED!!!
Holy crap, man.
I never thought spinning at the front of a parade would be so damn TIRING! I love it, though, especially after talking to some of my foolie friends. Dear gods, it sounds like they've got to be in ten different places at once all day. Even though doing parades can be exhausting, at least that's all I do. Queen's Prog and Walkies is the most exhausting part, but at least spinning isn't overly expected of Walkies (when the Queen is walking, and not in the chair--ZOMGs).
I love our frolic sticks. ^_^ They're all blue and stuff because it's the sapphire anniversary of the faire. I like 'em just 'cause they're blue. Yay blue!
Being a crier is really quite fun, both onstage and off. It seems like everyone wants to be a Crier. This weekend, during our "Okay, we have an hour til our next parade, go backstage and drink a bunch of liquids and eat as much food as you can handle" times, we had Casey of the Boggards and Shelby of Sound and Fury (and Richard at one point as well) hanging out with us. Shelby actually said that he liked hanging out with us best. ^_^ And oh yeah, my two foolie friends, Becca and Krista, came over to chill a lot, too. ^_^
The first day of parades was really hard, but that might've been due to the crowds. It seemed like we had a surplus of guests on Saturday to compensate for the extreme lack of them on Sunday. (Sunday was a REALLY rough day for all the boothies I talked to, as far as sales go.) I'm getting used to balancing the amount of spinning and frolic-sticking that I do, especially with me still not completely recovered from that bronchitis I had. If I had the chance to sleep it all off, I'd do that in a heartbeat... I figure I must be doing some kind of good job, because aside from the occasional "Mind the gap!", I've gotten no comments from Ashley or Heidi about my parading skills.
I got to see Richard (from Renaissancefaire.net) both days, and had some nice (albeit short) conversations with him. He certainly seems to have come out of his own shell from when we first started noticing him a few years ago. ^_^ He's a nice guy. Yeah, I said it. He's nice.
Something that amuses me about the weekend is something that kept happening backstage, and I suppose it started with when I got my ID for the season. Carlos (good ol' Auntie Carlos) saw that I wasn't with the Fools anymore, and said, "Awww, you're not a Foolie this year?" (I've been getting that a lot from people that weren't really involved with the Fools, but liked 'em/hung out with 'em, like Auntie Carlos and Jenny-lynn, the Mistress of Misrule.) Anyway, he kept coming backstage to chill with the Criers from time to time (apparently, he was once one of us), and each time, he had to comment, at least once, how he remembered a time when I was just a "sweet, innocent little Foolie-girl", and wondered how I came to be this "evil little minx". I told him that I was never sweet and innocent, that I've always been evil, but I suppose, back when I started, that one could interpret my shy silence around strangers to be "innocence" of a sort. Perhaps I was more innocent then. I know I was certainly shyer. Ah well. It just amused me.
At any rate, the first weekend went well. I have a newfound respect for my new guild(mates), as I never imagined spinning at the front of a parade and clearing people out of the way could ever be so difficult, but it is. (LOVE the Criers, dammit--if it weren't for us, parades would never move!) I think I'll get used to it, though. ^_^
Love you all,
~Chii-chan
Ce Week-end
Current mood: EXHAUSTED!!!
Holy crap, man.
I never thought spinning at the front of a parade would be so damn TIRING! I love it, though, especially after talking to some of my foolie friends. Dear gods, it sounds like they've got to be in ten different places at once all day. Even though doing parades can be exhausting, at least that's all I do. Queen's Prog and Walkies is the most exhausting part, but at least spinning isn't overly expected of Walkies (when the Queen is walking, and not in the chair--ZOMGs).
I love our frolic sticks. ^_^ They're all blue and stuff because it's the sapphire anniversary of the faire. I like 'em just 'cause they're blue. Yay blue!
Being a crier is really quite fun, both onstage and off. It seems like everyone wants to be a Crier. This weekend, during our "Okay, we have an hour til our next parade, go backstage and drink a bunch of liquids and eat as much food as you can handle" times, we had Casey of the Boggards and Shelby of Sound and Fury (and Richard at one point as well) hanging out with us. Shelby actually said that he liked hanging out with us best. ^_^ And oh yeah, my two foolie friends, Becca and Krista, came over to chill a lot, too. ^_^
The first day of parades was really hard, but that might've been due to the crowds. It seemed like we had a surplus of guests on Saturday to compensate for the extreme lack of them on Sunday. (Sunday was a REALLY rough day for all the boothies I talked to, as far as sales go.) I'm getting used to balancing the amount of spinning and frolic-sticking that I do, especially with me still not completely recovered from that bronchitis I had. If I had the chance to sleep it all off, I'd do that in a heartbeat... I figure I must be doing some kind of good job, because aside from the occasional "Mind the gap!", I've gotten no comments from Ashley or Heidi about my parading skills.
I got to see Richard (from Renaissancefaire.net) both days, and had some nice (albeit short) conversations with him. He certainly seems to have come out of his own shell from when we first started noticing him a few years ago. ^_^ He's a nice guy. Yeah, I said it. He's nice.
Something that amuses me about the weekend is something that kept happening backstage, and I suppose it started with when I got my ID for the season. Carlos (good ol' Auntie Carlos) saw that I wasn't with the Fools anymore, and said, "Awww, you're not a Foolie this year?" (I've been getting that a lot from people that weren't really involved with the Fools, but liked 'em/hung out with 'em, like Auntie Carlos and Jenny-lynn, the Mistress of Misrule.) Anyway, he kept coming backstage to chill with the Criers from time to time (apparently, he was once one of us), and each time, he had to comment, at least once, how he remembered a time when I was just a "sweet, innocent little Foolie-girl", and wondered how I came to be this "evil little minx". I told him that I was never sweet and innocent, that I've always been evil, but I suppose, back when I started, that one could interpret my shy silence around strangers to be "innocence" of a sort. Perhaps I was more innocent then. I know I was certainly shyer. Ah well. It just amused me.
At any rate, the first weekend went well. I have a newfound respect for my new guild(mates), as I never imagined spinning at the front of a parade and clearing people out of the way could ever be so difficult, but it is. (LOVE the Criers, dammit--if it weren't for us, parades would never move!) I think I'll get used to it, though. ^_^
Love you all,
~Chii-chan
