At long last, the 2007 Reenactment Season has come to a glorious close. 

NOOOOOO. ;~; I WON'T BE REENACTING UNTIL MAAAAAY. 

Meh, could be worse. I mightn't be reenacting at all.

The Trenton ball was a lot of fun, thought a bit awkward on my part. I'd forgotten my jacket, you see. Kevin was pissed for a while, but eventually we figured something out. I was allowed to wear Shrek's waistcoat, with a promise that this would never happen again. Needless to say, I looked a wee bit dowdier than usual and didn't get asked to dance by anyone besides Kevin and Katie.

Oh, the shame. 

"Road to Boston" was fun, though. You switched partners every time, but no dancing with Tim.

He keeps insisting he's not ignoring me, but he's got a piss-poor way of showing it. 

Anyway, I did remember my jacket on Saturday, and that was a good thing. I got away stocking-less both days, without Kevin noticing me...I think...

Pano was there, along with his song. We got along pretty well, and I always enjoy a chance to chat with Pano, so I was hanging around his shop most of the day.

In fact, I got acquainted with several people on Saturday, including--anomaly of anomalies!--the Psychoesse/der Jungfisch. She really is friggin' weird, but she can be nice if she wants to. There were also a few exclusively-Trenton girls, Vivian (a campfollower who I know not what regiment she's with), and a possible new recruit (Kayla).

Good news about her? She's adorable, and she loves history.
Bad news about her? She's ten years old.

Well, good things come in small packages. I think that's the saying, anyway.

Joe, Kevin, and Tim all really liked their presents, and I got monies from Bruce and Dan.

Yay! ^^

Now all I have to do is keep in touch with them all winter.

                                    RIP: 2007 Reenactment Season

"The only proper vacation for a diehard Catholic...shrine hopping!"
-Pano

 My poor, ickle LJ.

I haven't had much time to write, and this is no exception.

Fort Lee was pretty good, disregarding the fact that we had to drive up past New York freakin New York.

I really don't see what's so great about it, the skyline looked just like that of Philadelphia.

Very few Sutlers at Ft. Lee, just Pano and a couple of unofficial ones. I got a rosewood knife for Tim at Pano, some rock candy for the kids I was watching, and a little cloak for Elisa at one of the unofficials.

I'm getting a little nervous over Joe's present, though.  What if he doesn't like it?

OY! What a travesty.

Trenton in 41 days.

"Be glad you're Polish. The Poles get three good things: a good face, a good disposition, and a good appetite."
-Dzia-Dzi

Just for the hell of it, instead of a quote, let's a have a video to begin with.

 Moonshae's Reenacting To-Do List

1. Purchase Christmas presents for the following Jaegers: Dan, Bruce, Pat, Meg, Pat and Meg's kiddies, Rick, Katie, Francine, John and Katie.

2. Purchase Christmas presents for the following non-Jaegers: April, Tim, NJV!Katie

3. Wheedle Kevin into making me a riding habit.

4. Wheedle Kevin into making Katie a riding habit.

5.  Get garters for my stocking that will actually hold them up.

6. Learn how to make cockades.

7.  Build up a good friendship with Tim again.

8. Get better grades so as to be able to attend events overnight.

9. Save up money for a tent in which to be able to stay in overnight.

10. Actually convince my parents to let me buy said tent.

11. Get Joe into dancing,  possibly at Trenton.

12. Learn how to actually get out decent notes on play my fife.

13. Get a winter hat for the colder events.

14. Be known as a very charming young lady, other than what Kevin says.

15. Meet up with Mattie at an event.

And so, Rock Ford (Lancaster) ends, on quite a high note.

'twas very nice on Saturday, all those hawks about. I told a spectator that they were anticipating the carnage of "the rebels" for their breakfast. Poor man. He must think I'm insane, for being such a good Hessian lass. But sometimes, it's rather difficult to stand the Doodles. They're so elitist, so set in their ideas that "DE COTENATELZ WUZ ALWAAS RITE!111!!!" (The Continentals were always right!)

'tisn't true. 

I remember when I used to be like that. I used to pick on the King's Troops all the time.

Now I look up to them.

Nice group, the "lobsterbacks".

Joe and I had an excellent time Sutlering. I think I've been underestimating his gallantry. He caught my hat both times it blew off when we went Sutlering, he held my cloak, and he complimented me on my brooch. Plus, he was rather excited when I mentioned that I had seen the battle. Probably due to the fact that he was running around in smoke and loud noises. He's been pleading with me to watch the battles. Perhaps I'll go more often.

I wanted to write up an entry about some Fanfiction Musings of mine, but my brain feels like it's melting out of my ears.

Damn English project.

Two weeks 'til hope and I see Tim again.

I shall be cordial, but I shan't push him to talk to me, this time.

Pat'll take care of it.

"The arch-rebels, barefooted tatterdemalions,
In baseness exceed all other rebellions,
With their hunting-shirts, and rifle-guns.
To rend the empire, the most infamous lies,
Their mock-patriot Congress, do always devise;
Independence, like the first of rebels, they claim,
But their plots will be damn'd in the annals of fame,
With their hunting-shirts, and rifle-guns."
-The Rebels, Capt. Smyth of the Queen's Rangers

Too lazy to write a whole lot.

Manahawkin was amazing, as I expected it to be. We all had a good time, though Patty wasn't there. She and Bruce split. Quite depressing, really.

The Civ War reenactors need to be less grudging as well. We can't help it if we're more popular, it's not OUR fault your reenactments are sloppy.

Made myself a new friend on the bus. His name's Mike Myers. Quite a sweet lad, and absolutely brilliant.

No competition for Mattie, though.

Can't wait for Red Bank.

"Never let schooling interfere with your education."
-Mark Twain