I’m going to rock you like a gravel road: A weekend at Monocacy!

I have a confession.  I don’t wear underwear when I do Civil War living history. No, instead of underwear, I wear period correct split leg drawers that come down to my knees.  There was this deliciously bizarre moment this weekend when the guys were pulling up their trousers comparing socks and drawers and I was […]

Well, it looks like this will be happening: And preparation for Monocacy begins

I am notoriously bad at being outdoors. As an example of how I poorly I function in a non-artificially lit environment, I submit to you following experience: when I was, oh, let’s say around nineteen years old, The Hubs (who was then just The Boyfriend) invited me to his friend’s hunting camp for the weekend, […]

Return of awkward bodice sunburn: A weekend at Gettysburg!

Quote of the weekend: “Hey John, tell them about the time you caught on fire.” Second quote of the weekend: John: “It actually happened twice.” Pollen spores were the name of the game in Gettysburg this weekend.  The Hubs had some kind of violent, pollen/grass/spore/whatever induced reaction and we had to leave the artillery event […]

Awkward bodice sunburn: Three days at Gettysburg

What a week!  Let’s talk keywords: Yankees with caterers Out of control bicyclists Artillery barrage Near death from 110% humidity and tight corsets The incredible media Curleys! I’m going to be honest right off the bat.  I made it one night–one night–sleeping on the battlefield.  We slept in the back of our SUV, which was […]

Well, hot damn! How you doin’? The Civil War Edition!

You know when you reach that point in your day, when you are fairly positive you aren’t going to accomplish another thing until, like, tomorrow?  Yeah.  I hit that point at approximately 12:25 this afternoon.  Lunch consumed.  Break enjoyed.  Brain turned off. Let me tell you, it was not an easy thing to muscle through […]

Drying pee stains and other horrors of Vacation’s End

Real life has given me a swift kick to the face and it’s back to “life as we know it.” I’m exhausted. Literally, exhausted. Exhaustion Example 1: I went to remove my eyeliner tonight, only to find myself reaching for the toothpaste. And it took me several moments to figure out why this wouldn’t work. […]

Much like the Confederate Army 150 years ago, I’m Antietam bound

Having baked a loaf of cinnamon sugar bread for the trip and then promptly hitting my head on the car door, almost knocking myself unconscious, the trip has begun. And, on a whim, I brought my reenacting clothes. You know. Just in case. And yes, if you’re curious, I did cry for twenty minutes when […]