Greetings and Salutatio…..zzzzzzzzzzzzz…
Uh Huuuuuh!?! Whuzzat??
Oh… sorry… nodded off for a second there…
You’d be beat all to Hell too if you had to chase after the AD-HD Hyperactive Nookular Redhead going ‘critical’… Just add sugary cereal or an Egg McMuffin (or the home-made facsimile of one) and let her off the leash…

Whew…
Killer Day.
We ALL had fun.
Sapper wore his Multicam Wizard hat that he got!

He got me one too, but unfortunately it’s waaay too smol.
We’re going to have to exchange them or swap them out or something. Mine came in at size 60, and I wear like a 64.5 dammit. The morning also had it’s own special kind of Hell… which was the “Labor of Love” of Lacing Up Gretchen’s corset.
How the Hell them broads wore those every. single. day. back in the day baffles the shit out of me. The corset itself is a very expensive gift I got her on like Date #3 which was going to the Ren Faire back in Tampa in 2017. She had a corset, (emphasis on had) however….it was a cheap Chinesium one with plastic ribs.
Midway through our day at the Faire, there was an audible “crack” and suddenly her left titty was out on full display. No bra of course with the corset mind you, so she had to gather up one of the ‘girls’, which pre-Cancer was running an F Cup, so quite a substantial piece of bewbage.
That was back when I was making great ducats, so immediately we went to Ye Olde Corset and Bustier Shoppe, and they outfitted her on the spot.
To the tune of $350 smackers.
Tell you what though, it’s lasted. QUALITY handmade with real bone supposedly. She wore it the entirety of her NFL Career as a Tampa Bay Buccaneers Pirate Crewmember:

One of my favorite pics of her.
THAT was a gig let me tell you. She’d come home positively wiped out after running her ass off ALL over the stadium. When I’d help undress her, when the corset came off, it usually ‘splashed’ when it hit the floor she’d sweated so much. Funny thing today? We found the same Shoppe, and the lady running it remembered Gretchen and the ‘Tale of the Runaway Boobie’…. a fun moment.
Anyways…
Long of the short of it, we had a blast. The Redhead got her face painted:

Which came out great:

Snaggly Grin and them Baby Bloos man…
She’s still needing a couple of fangs to come out.
Anyways…
And she loved the Jousting.
The ‘usual storyline’ of “Good Knight Versus Bad Knight” she really got into, and at one point /ourguy (who happened to be the “Bad Guy Knight”) started ranting about wanting the duel to go “To the DEATH!!!” The crowd picked up on the chant “To the DEATH! To the DEATH! To the DEATH!”
The Redhead, much to the consternation, and maybe even shock? of the Elderly couple standing next to us who, not five minutes before were complimenting me on my “…beautiful daughter, and how ladylike she was!” to looking at me in horror, as the Redhead had joined the chant and was in a full-throated frenzy calling for a hand-to-hand sword battle as stated before, to the death…
I shrugged.
meh.
Normies.
How do you explain it to them that she’s already becoming seriously based and well trained at a early age? All I can say is I looked at them , grinned my biggest psycho-level Cheshire grin, and said, “I’m sooooo proud!”
The day ended well, and we all came home pretty well wiped. We did pizza as there t’weren’t no way in Hell I was cooking Jack nor Shytte. Not after this day!
And then to just finish out the day properly, Red smashed 5 slices out of an 8 slice medium 14in pizza on her own.
Dayyum!
The kid ate like she had two assholes I swear.
So it was a great day. One for the books as they say. WRSA said it best: “Cherish the days, amigo.”
I/We most certainly are my Brother.
We most certainly are.
More Later
Big Country

Why am I never around when a “wardrobe malfunction” happens to a Lusty Wench. 😀
Soak up them Good Times, Tiny…one (1) of them can make up for ninety-nine (99) bad ones!
My wife works at the Carolina Renaissance Festival so I know its a chore to lace up the Corset 16 times a year. We took our blonde dynamo granddaughter this past season dressed up like Elsa from Frozen. It’s fun to do the face painting and the rides and meet Twig the fairy. I like to go when they have the beer making weekend.
Man with two hats. Kash Patel named head of ATF.
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@ BCE
Long-time reader here. Sorry not to have introduced myself sooner, but you know how it goes…
Just a quick recommendation for a novel if you and your favorite redhead princess need some entertainment. The late Michael Crichton was best-known for his “Jurassic Park” sci-fi adventure stories, but he also a wonderful novel published in 1999 called “Timeline.” There was a movie made based on the book, but it fell flat. The book is tons better and is set in the 14th century, at least in part. Don’t want to say more and give away anything… but thought you guys might like it.
Appreciate the recommendation! I’m -always- down for new books!
Timeline is an outstanding book!
Awesome post, I enjoyed reading it. Fun with fam is always good times.
BITD, most women didn’t wear corsets as an everyday thing. Depending on your status and class (peasant), the women may have never worn a corset at all.
Corsets were for the uppeh crust, and only for special occasions.
Think of the scene from “Veck Mit Der Luft” (oops Gone With The Wind) where Mammy (NO corset evah) is tying Scarlett into the corset. You think they went through that every day? Oh HELL no!
The escapee tittay and the nookular redhead calls for blood.
Thanks for the laughs. I needed that.
I used to joust back in the day (10+ years ago…) and it was an absolute hoot. We did the “explody lances” (rigged to burst into pieces when a good solid hit was made. Very period btw) so I managed to never get unhorsed… though I did get smacked with enough force to put me back to back with my horse. Luckily I’d been good with my sit-ups so I managed to spring back up without too much trouble. Not too easy in armour but beats hitting the dirt at speed. I also did Ren-fair stuff for years as a ground-pounder (crap, starting 40+ years ago now!) , usually traipsing around in Landskneckt kit. Lots of fun for the most part, but clothing made for Northern Europe doesn’t play well in summertime California, I’ll tell you what. Still, had a blast and made lots of great friends. Noch Weiter!
BCE…
Love reading the adventure that is your life..
Love that little fireball of energy, i remember when my grands ran all out..
Enjoy…
You will like this prank Jeff Gordon did some years ago, on a reporter who called out his 1st parnk as fake, discovered the reality..
https://youtu.be/FlMZ09oNU6k?t=5
ps..nice side hustle and work on firearms..