How’d we all do this weekend? Were you ENraptured? I’m pretty sure I wasn’t sucked up into the sky, considering I woke up to Fern handing me my glasses….that she broke….first thing this morning. *Sigh*.
I feel genuinely sorry for the folks who maxed out their credit cards, driving their families all over creation, ready to meet their maker. I heard several accounts of parents who were prepared to “let-go” of their non-believing children. Now THAT’S some christian family values for you. Perhaps the best thing I saw was at the end of a “cat rapture” video…yes, cats preparing to meet the great catnip mouse in the sky…and then back to snoozing on May 22nd. The rolling credits at the end said, “We will ALL get there someday.”. Just so…we’re all going to die, we are all ensouled, so let’s not rush things, shall we?
Now to just get through the heightened nutballery around 2012, and then we can get back to the business of attending to Life on Earth.
Our weekend DID contain many other- worldly sights, however. Friday, I made, and ate, my very first strawberry-rhubarb pie.
Saturday, we went to the Maker Faire. Think Burning Man without the altered state of consciousness, a lot more funnel cake and also without people I would rather not see naked.
Mama really likes their music too:
When we stepped into the darkened exhibit hall, there was some nice open space so we put Fern down…and she immediately began running in circles and cackling with a high pitched squeal. The faire was fun, but I think we’ll wait until she’s 6 to go back. She did, however, get to have her first rave experience:
(The giraffe, by the way, was touch sensitive, and would speak when you petted its head or sides)
We didn’t all quite recover until the next day. Leonithas came over early, and we went to the Saint Francis Fountain for milkshakes and vegan rancheros. Then we skipped across the street to the 24th st. mini park, to hang out with Quetzalcoatl. At the Maker Faire, there was a water swing set (giant swings through giant sprinklers, basically) that Fern wanted to go in so badly, that she never quite recovered from our refusal. But I think the open water fountain at the end of the serpent’s tail made up for it.
I don’t know about you, but I’m glad we’re all still here, amidst heaven (and the occasional tantrummy hell) on earth. Happy Monday!