This weekend was a silly weekend. On Saturday, we celebrated my father's birthday and father's day in one big, cheesy festival. After a yummy meal at Becco, we saw Spiderman: Turn Off the Dark. Yes, the musical about Spiderman. Oh wow, was it something. Definitely, something. The songs were about as terrible as I expected. For some reason, Arachne, the lady of Greek myth that is turned into a spider by a wrathful Athena, played like a super huge role in the musical. That, and she had an Irish accent. The Green Goblin was top notch, though. As were the parts where Spiderman flew over the tops of our heads. Afterwards, we ate a lot of cheesecake, and it was divine (like Athena, but with cake). Yesterday was less eventful, because I slept until noon and spent the whole day embroidering one piece of fabric.
These pictures make me laugh. Do you guys ever look through your photos and just think to yourself, "I am taking myself way too seriously"? I mean, what am I longingly gazing at in that side profile photo? That shady looking gray van that often parks in front of my house? Romantic! Sorry if I just shattered the illusion that I am a fairy who spends most of my time in soft lighting, gazing over my shoulder. You can still think that, if you want.