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Very awake.....brain won't shut down. Trying to avoid having nightmares about "Carpe Boobah" inflicted by

thegreyman.

The weekend:

Friday, left work and went to set up the UK booth for a long sales weekend. We were short on inventory because of a shipping error back at headquarters, but our illustrious leader (the aforementioned grey dude) went above and beyond to retrieve the materials and get them onsite. Alas, one of the things we DIDN'T get was our festival packet, so no permits for load-in, load-out, or parking. So, we just bluffed our way through by wearing our kilts and acting dumb. I was amazing at this.

Saturday, da elf wanted to come down and aid in the kilting of the panted, so we went down, got the inventory out and hung up, and I measured while she kept the kilts organized and the patrons managed. I was amazed at how quickly she recovered her retail skills. Must be a bicycle thing. We left a little early, after our shift was over, as we wanted to enjoy a little of the show but also wanted dinner. This was a bad idea.

We had SOMETHING bad, and halfway through the night we both were up wishing to die.

elfgirl came downstairs to rest in a chair so she wasn't flat on her back, and I moved to be closer to a bathroom. It was no fun. But, it was also short lived, as we had some of the really good yogurt in the fridge, and so we pulled ourselves together for the last day of work.

Sunday morning, a little late since we had to get what rest we could, we wandered down in the cool air to meet up with the intrepid band and spent most of the day huddled close under the tent, trying not to get soaked. We failed. The kilts were protected by our bodies, though, and were just a bit damp but not wet. A good thing. While waiting, inside a metal tent cage while holding metal kilt racks, we hoped the lightning would find a nearby tree instead of us (and I think it did, at leats once). We also took time to measure lots of people so they could go online and get exactly what they want, and I met some people from my office that were very curious (and were happy to see me, since they know I wear my kilts every day). When the show closed early, we packed up, stood in the rain waiting on load-out, and da elf and I eventually got home to dry out. I did sprinkle some fertilizer on the tomatoes, though.

Now, da elf is up trying to sleep, I wish I could, and I think my hair may STILL be wet. Icky water! Bleaugh! It was worth it, though, to spend time with good people, preach the word of kilts and tolerance, put the fear and love of God into someone in the wrong pants for his religion, and spend a lot of quality hours with my lovely lady. I gain more appreciation for just how cool she is day after day.

I'm still not tired. Damn. Typing should be harder than this.