Pet Fest

This #write31days post is one in a series about the Kansas City Renaissance Festival.  You can find the other posts in the series here.

Pet Fest Weekend, or the weekend that everything went crazy and I went insane.

The weekend started out wonderfully.  Up to that point, I had been playing “Silly Sophia” who would rather be with the hounds and the horses than learning needlework and being a proper princess.  I made a point to stop and pet every single animal that came for a visit.  One, because it was fun, and two, because it gave me an easy interaction with the patrons that came with the pets.

Here’s a picture of me and my sisters near the start of the day.

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Photo Credit to Rnee’ O’Bannon

We are in our rotation area, the spot we are supposed to be for an hour, in order to talk to more patrons.

Photo Credit to Rnee' O'Brien

Photo Credit to Rnee’ O’Bannon

Don’t we look lovely?  And there were SO many dogs around.

Photo Credit to Rnee' O'Brien

Photo Credit to Rnee’ O’Bannon

I know I’m talking to a patron, but the conversation has long passed.

And then it was time for the parade.  We went to the parade rest area, where we line up.  I looked over at Brooke, who played Isabella, the older sister, and I knew something was wrong.  Her husband was on the phone and in tears.  She looked at me and told me that her father in law had passed away.  She was given permission to leave for the day, for the weekend if needed.

So, Tessa and I continued through the parade.  How do I know?  There’s pictures, of course.

Photo Credit to Rnee' O'Brien

Photo Credit to Rnee’ O’Bannon

Photo credit to Ed Harrison. How does he always catch me with my mouth open?

Photo credit to Ed Harrison.
How does he always catch me with my mouth open?

However, Tessa is allergic to meat.  Dreadfully, painfully allergic to meat.  And we had tacos at lunch.  It should not have been an issue, but there was taco meat, rice, and refried beans.  And 2 spoons with which to serve the 3 dishes.

So Tessa left after lunch, because she was in a lot of pain.

Which meant…. I was a solo act for the rest of the day.

I was terrified!  I’ve written before about my paralyzing stage fright.  But what I haven’t said is that my stage fright has basically disappeared.  I don’t know what happened, but for the most part, since my daddy passed away, I haven’t been scared to get on stage.

Except for Pet Fest Weekend, where I was all alone for the first time with no idea on how to perform a 30 minute show by myself.

It turns out, if you hand me a basket of tiaras to make princesses of all the little girls, then I get really chatty.  😀

Photo credit to Rnee' O'Brien

Photo credit to Rnee’ O’Bannon

The rest of the day is sort of a blur.  In this picture, the girl on my right (left in the picture) is the one who wanted to dance with me.  But the girl on my left (near the edge of the picture) couldn’t quite reach us.  I was trying to make sure she enjoyed the dance too.

Photo credit to Rnee' O'Brien

Photo credit to Rnee’ O’Bannon

But it ended up being an alright day.  I learned a lot that day, about how to handle myself, and how to be “alone in a crowd.”  And I ended up receiving my very first golden star that weekend.  Sort of a special recognition.

One last thing that happened.  Tessa and I were trying to figure out how to make our signature trio song into a good duet.  We were practicing when Prince Charming came up and “helped” us.  Here is the result.  I hope you like it as much as we enjoyed singing it.

Hugs,
Melinda

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