What a day.

Spent a few hours this morning getting ready for the Fairie Festival. But on the way there, I break down for a few hours. Grand. So my sister was pretty disappointed, but eventually my cousin Steph came and picked us up and took us to the festival.

The festival kicked ass. So many people, some dressed up in gorgeous fairie costumes. They had bellydancers there (which my sister and I both loved, even got their autographs :). They had this white cat on a leash with wings on it’s back that was completely adorable. Bards, storytellers, drummers, indian guitarist, celtic dancing, face painting, hundreds of pagan jewelry pieces. We had a lot of fun. I would go tomorrow but I dont’ want to go through what I did today with having to get there.

This is the face painting I had done on both side of my eyes. I had to smoosh my head onto a scanner because I have no camera So the quality isn’t very good, but I really liked the painting.

I miss ‘him’ though He thought I’d be gone all day so he went out, but now I’m here, bored, alone, wishing he was here.

I got a speeding fucking ticket this morning on the way to work. Sometimes I have VERY negative feelings towards cops *nods* $70 ticket. Blah.

I’m primping my sister right now for the Fairie Festival tomorrow. I’m painting her nails blue, and I have blue body glitter to match her blue fairy wings. And she’ll have an all white dress and I’ll put her hair in pigtails.

I have green wings, but I’m not dressing up, some glitter and jewels in my hair or something, but that’s it.

So yeah.

Melanie (not Mel), I am trying to be cordial about this. I don’t want you reading my site, I don’t know how you found it, but I’m going to ask you again, to just leave me alone.

Man, I really, haven’t had that much to talk about lately.

Had a call from the police station (I think they all know me by name now?), but this time they were asking for my dad?! Well I told him my dad was mowing so he’d have to call back. *snicker*

My dad needs glasses to read sometimes, and when he forgets them, he has a tendancy to read the wrong things, or not read at all. Apparently at the gas station, since I’ve been teaching him to use his debit card to pay, he tried to use it. What he didn’t notice was the card didn’t take for some odd reason, but he was still able to get gas. I guess the gas company called the police on him thinking he purposefully stole gas. Jerks.

But as long as my dad pays for it and gives the receipt to the police tomorrow everything should be fine. But I was like all nervous. Doesn’t no one touch -my- daddy.

Man I slept rough last night, I feel like shit *yawn* Oh, by the way, Mel is moving in, if you didn’t see the announcement on the group blog. We’re all very excited over here I also joined some more cliques/fanlistings to the left there. Not easy finding ones I like, hrmph.

Mel has the right idea in her comment about today. Today is a holiday known as Beltane, a pagan holiday, but there are those of the Christian faith who celebrate it too by calling it May Day. My father remembers it in his youth, dancing around a mullberry bush, they actually celebrated it in schools back then.

But the majority of people will recognize the holiday by the maypole. A maypole is a large pole that is erected from the ground with several spring colored ribbons dangling from the top. The children each take a ribbon and dance around the pole, weaving in and out of each other in celebration. I’ve known several churches that have done this, but none of them really know why. A lot of Christian customs are done without explanation, they do them because they’ve been doing them for hundreds of years. I bet they would freak if they realized most of them were actually pagan customs.

Beltane is a celebration of the Lord and Lady, God and Goddess, Male and Female aspect of the divine. It celebrates their union, their ‘marriage.’ The maypole, and its phallic shape, represents the God, and the earth (as in Mother Earth), represents the Goddess. And in celebration of that union, we dance around. Many partake in making love this day as their own personal symbolization of the union. (There are no orgies, so shaddap.) The pagans did, and still do these acts so that their crops will be blessed in the upcoming harvest season.

There is a lot more about Beltane, but I think those are pretty much the basics. Each holiday has it’s special symbolization, history, and quirky Christian followers unknown. I just felt like talking about it.

I plan to garden today, my friend Emily is coming over later to make some dreamcatchers and look at the website I’ve been making for her. I think this week is going to be pretty boring considering I’m all anxious for the Fairie Festival this weekend. But right now I have to clean. Ta ta