I had another fit of insanity on Friday. It wasn’t the worst one I’ve ever had, but Becky and Mike encouraged me. I’ll take that to mean they have a whole lot of faith in my abilities.
You see, I have a Renaissance Festival costume–but Michael doesn’t. And every time we go he laments the fact that he gets to be plain clothes Mike while I’m all fancy schmancy (except for that one time when he got mistaken for Shaggy from Scooby Doo). This time we weren’t going to Ren Fest, we were actually going to a Renaissance themed wedding for our friends David and Veronica.
Becky actually showed me the pattern and, as it didn’t look that hard, I decided to see if I couldn’t whip out a Medieval looking vest before the wedding the next day at 6.
