Draw Thy Sword

The morning began with great drama. Allow me to summarize: A huge rainstorm all night. Which disguised a malfunctioning external sprinkler right above our apartment. All of which served to cause a whole row of leaks from the top of our sliding glass doors onto our carpet. The sprinkler set off the building's fire alarm at about 9:30 am. All is fixed and well and we have some industrial looking fan drying out our carpet, and a maintenance guy coming to repair the leaks on Monday.

After the drama, we decided to head out to the Siouxland Renaissance Faire. I gave it a 3 out of 10. Bad part is, it wasn't just disappointing. It kind of made me feel dirty. In general, I feel like Renaissance Faires are heavy (no pun intended) with overweight busty nerdy people. I have actually really enjoyed most of the others that I have been to (Sterling and Bristol), but the straw that broke the camel's back today was when I was sitting on a bench with my family, trying to eat a pulled pork sandwich that was drenched in barbecue sauce and full of nasty fatty pieces while watching 6 women, all between the ages of 35 and 55, all somewhat overweight (and one with lots of stretch marks) doing a bellydance routine on a stage where about an hour earlier I had seen somebody milk a goat. I mean, need I even say it...YUCK. Ahh, you live, you learn...

We tried out the pool in our apartment building today for the first time. The boys LOVED it. And then just in time for dinner, my childhood neighbor, Andrew, and his 2 girlfriends from college arrived. They are driving cross country and will stay with us tonight before heading on to Denver tomorrow. Our first visitors! (Sorry Mamo and Papo - you came with us, so you dont count!)