But really, thanks for all the love. It makes my year!
This birthday, something really magical happened. Straight out of a fairytale. Breck took me to Medieval Times!!!
|It was beautiful.|
After they've boosted your confidence with their velvety words, they give you a CROWN.
He was into me.
King: (Gesturing towards Breck) Is this lord your betrothed?
Me: Yep! Well, we've been married a year!
King: Pity. The land is much in need of the subtle airs of a queen.
Finally, we were called to enter the stadium and take our seats.
|Notice there are no utensils. It's a real hands-on experience.|
|Think Mel Gibson, Braveheart Era.|
|ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED??!?!|
Dinner began and so did the show. The knights displayed some parlor tricks.
But there was food on my plate so I was mostly just like:
Then the real fighting began. And I got into it.
Like, really into it.
And Sir Blue was killing it! Jousting those other fools into piles of broken lances.
And then... he was killed. Sir Red sliced him in half. First I was in denial. Then there was pain. Then there was anger.
I eventually got over it. Mostly because desert arrived.
Verdict?? BEST 23RD BIRTHDAY EVER!
Also, while I'm obsessing over princesses, you probably need to see this: