Sorry for not bothering to check my askbox sooner, but yes. I didn't make it to opening weekend because the 60th anniversary of the summer camp I attended growing up was on Saturday, and I was subsequently WAAAAAY too tired to even consider going to Faire on Sunday. Neither of these were difficult decisions to make. I have been unhappy enough about enough aspects of PARF the last two years (2022 and especially 2021) to not feel any kind of way about missing opening weekend. You'll note the coma that this blog has been in for that same amount of time – these things are related. In some ways, I have no real room to complain, as I've never sent the Faire any feedback about their lessening quality; but that's simply because I've not yet had the heart to face the emotional labor that writing it all up will entail.
But yes, I will be attending this year. I'm hoping to attend a little more than I did last year, and I'm steeling myself for that to be at the cost of going in costume sometimes, and certainly at the cost of making anything for Faire during the season – whether for myself or as gifts for the actors. As was the case last year, I do not anticipate PARF being my primary Special Interest this season (which is the most damning thing I can say about what the past two seasons were like, particularly 2021), and it is more than likely that this blog will remain barren of new materiel for the indeterminate future. (That being said, if anybody wants to geek out with me about my current primary Special Interest, it's Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and I love it so much and it makes up a solid three-quarters of my main blog right now, and it's genuinely so damn good and the storytelling artistry is off the charts.)