It was just before 8 a.m. when I left the house, having spent the past hour getting into my renaissance costume – which had changed a half dozen times in the past week while I fretted over the weather being either too hot or too cold. I had taken my time getting fully done up “gypsy” makeup (think big gold hoop earrings and heavy eyeliner) since my costume was pretty lame and I was hoping the makeup would “sell” the exotic henna artist look. Once in the car, I said another prayer to Ganesha about the winds, Remover of Obstacles that He is, and to both He and Lakshmi for Their blessings and assistance for the day. I then called Rebecca, my “booth-bitch” and henna assistant extraordinaire, to let her know I was on my way and to ask her if she wanted green chili on her breakfast burrito.
I tried to seem inconspicuous at the restaurant where I ordered our burritos, and made conversation to the lady at the counter about “going to a Renaissance Faire today.” She asks me who drew all over my hands, and I launch into a mini-henna lecture, and hand her one of my business cards. While we’re talking, one of the short order cooks hands me a to-go box and says, “Here’s your order,” to which I say, “Wow! That was fast!” and happily traipse on my way. It isn’t until I’m halfway to Rebecca’s house that the box pops open while sitting next to me on the passenger seat and I see not the two burritos I had ordered, but six!!! WOW!!! I consider for a second going back and then decide instead to say a prayer of thanks for Lakshmi’s bounty – at the very least we’re gonna eat well today, I figure.