It's EOFO time!!

Back in April, I wrote about our EOFO Outings.  (Hey!  That was my first blog link!  Hooray, me!)  This being Houston, we had to wait until the weather became more tolerable before we resumed our outings.  I told my husband that I would plan another EOFO outing soon, and I have been online looking at taking a weekend trip to The King Ranch (second link!  Double hooray for me!).  Since Killer McSavage did so well with our in-home dog sitter, I feel more comfortable leaving her overnight.  Yesterday, Larry came home from work and said, "Have you planned an EOFO yet?" and I said, "No, I'm working on it, tho."  He said, "Let's go to The Texas Renaissance Festival this weekend.  It's Oktoberfest."  I, being me, started in with all my objections.  "It's too far.  It'll cost too much money.  It's a lot of walking.  It's supposed to rain."  (Those were just off the top of my head!).  He stood there, silently.  He didn't say a word, he just looked at me with a vaguely disapproving look on his face.  I gave my coup d'etat and said, "Besides, I know you wouldn't enjoy the Renaissance Festival, that's not your kind of thing."  (I may have imagined a St. Sandra the Martyr crown perched on my head at that point, I don't know).  He said, "Would we be doing something together?  Would you be with me?"  "Of course."  "Then I'll enjoy it."  (Aww, how sweet!!)

I don't know why sometimes I get so stubborn.  He's right, I would love the Renaissance Festival.  I've been before and had a blast.  It's not that far (80 miles or so) and it's not that expensive (discount tickets are available).  And as Larry pointed out, he'll have a great time as long as he can get a turkey leg and a sausage-on-a-stick.  I kept trying to come up with objections, but every time I started, he'd put up his hand and say, "Stop." 

So I stopped.

We are going to the Renaissance Fair this weekend.  I'll get him a turkey leg and a sausage-on-a-stick.  I may splurge and get myself one of those flower and ribbon headpieces they sell ... yes, I know those are most commonly worn by 8 year old girls, but I've always wanted one. 

And if it rains, it rains.  I'll deal with it. 

I'm actually looking forward to going, we don't do our EOFO's in the summer because I would melt, so it's been a long time since we've just hopped in the car and done something fun. 

Maybe I'll even make HIM wear the flower/ribbon headpiece for at least one photo.  :)

This is the upside of being an empty nester; we can do things like this -- we don't have to worry about the kids schedules or about if they'll be bored, or anything else.  It's just Larry and me ... and if I want to walk around with a ribbon and flower wreath on my head, I don't have to worry about disapproval from my preteen (who was mortified just by the fact that I breathed ... you parents know exactly what I mean!!)

I'm going to take a bunch of pictures, I'm going to hold hands with my sweetie while wearing my Mom Jeans and my comfortable shoes and my fanny pack.  I'm not going to care how I look, because my Sweetie thinks I'm cute even when I'm wearing a flower and ribbon headpiece while eating a sausage on a stick.  He'll make an inappropriate comment about my eating a sausage on a stick, and I'll smack him and tell him to behave, but I'll laugh at the same time ... and we can DO that, because we won't have young ears listening to us.

Let it rain, if it wants.  I'm going to go this Saturday and have fun, because we've spent too much time waiting for fall so that we can resume our EOFO's and it's time.  And I've bought the tickets in advance (yeah, I'm being spontaneous, but I'm also cheap LOL, and these tickets are over 50% off) and they're non-refundable tickets, so we are going to go, regardless, because I'm not going to waste two paid-for tickets.

Sometimes he has to drag me, kicking and screaming, out of my rut, but I'm always grateful when he does.