Holy cow, it's May.

Last weekend we went to the May Faire at my friend's kid's Waldorf school.  We affectionately call it "The Hippie School".  They do several festivals a year to raise money, and they are usually very well done.  My other friend Heather had a booth at the Faire, selling her cool, funky sweaters that she makes out of old sweaters.  (see here)  (And yes, that is Meg, taken a year ago or so,  in the grey dress). We went to help set up/take down/sell/whatever for her.  Unfortunately, it was a rare hot day in Pacific Grove, and the sweater business wasn't so brisk.  But, we had a good time listening to the bagpipes and other live music, watching the parades and May Pole dancing, etc.  And the hippies.  Old vintage real hippies, and nouveau-hippies wearing Gunne Sax dresses they bought at a 2nd hand store.  Not that a real hippie could afford a Gunne Sax back in the day.  Make Love not War, man.

We're supposed to go help her set up for another show next weekend.  We're scheming how to have one big booth with her stuff and Sam's pics and just hang out at all the art festivals that will let us close shop on Sunday (there aren't many of them, unfortunately).

This is my friend Normandy at the May Faire, dressed as a butterfly.  Or maybe it's a fairy.  A butterfly fairy??

After the Faire, Sam and I took the coast drive home.  The iceplant is still blooming in Pacific Grove and he took this of us.  Not a bad pic for two completely unphotogenic people.

In other news, Ryan and Susan left for Santiago for his summer internship.  They found a place to live, which is good.  It's hard to rent long-distance, and it was getting down to the wire.Sue called to tell me that she gave our names to the Embassy as emergency contacts.  They told her to call us and tell us about the new "thing" there in the crime world, called cyber-kidnapping.  They somehow get the contacts off of your phone, then call them and tell them they've kidnapped you and to send lots of money.  Susan said, "If you get a call like that, call the embassy before you do anything else.  Cuz chances are, I'm not kidnapped, I'm in my apartment watching Netflix".  OK.  Maybe they need to wear some kind of "poor American" signage.

After Santiago, they get to come here for nearly TWO MONTHS!  We're not excited or anything.  In addition, my parents will be next door starting the last week of May and they're bringing my nephew Tanner with them.  My nieces Samantha and Jenny said they might come visit, too.  Oh, and my nephews Taylor and Jake.  I think it'll be a fun summer.  Probably noisy at times.  Chaotic at times.  But, happy noise is the best kind!