Packing packing packing huzzah. We interrupt this mad frenzy to bring you Highlights From Merlefest, because two of my very favourite songs from Saturday night's Midnight Jam have cropped up on YouTube, making my evening. The Midnight Jam may have been the very best part of the festival (perhaps why festivalgoers must buy separate tickets for it, which Dad had done unbeknowst to me; I didn't find out till we were on the road to North Carolina!).
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In other news, have been packing all day, except when, um, unwinding with Angel, and playing with the little Willowcat a lot, and fetching things from stores, like nibbles for the flight. Currently working on Dad's birthday present, which I will leave with someone trustworthy to give it to him on Saturday. Dad always makes this big fuss about nobody making a big fuss about his birthday, but I think secretly he really likes thoughtful presents. (Also his fuss about not making a fuss is sometimes almost bigger than fusses made about any family birthdays. Oh, Dad.) So, yes, I am making him free and awesome presents -- burning the Abigail Washburn & the Sparrow Quartet live set that I bought from iTunes (it counts as free because I bought it for me), and I have a fabulous Nickel Creek concert, thanks to the_stook, and I'm trying to decide if i want to make a CD of the Patty Griffin b-sides and rarities I have knocking about, or if I should just wait until I can get my hands on all three discs of the semi-official rarities collection, Love from My Lips (I found disc two!). These are some of our shared very favourite musicians, so it's a fun present on both sides.
And now I must go to Wal-Mart to fetch my Ritalin, and Martin's on the way back for a baguette. My laundry's clean, and OMGOAHSOGHDKHSHF TOMORROW I AM FLYING TO SEE KYRA I KEEP FORGETTING THIS IN THE FUSS.
In other news, have been packing all day, except when, um, unwinding with Angel, and playing with the little Willowcat a lot, and fetching things from stores, like nibbles for the flight. Currently working on Dad's birthday present, which I will leave with someone trustworthy to give it to him on Saturday. Dad always makes this big fuss about nobody making a big fuss about his birthday, but I think secretly he really likes thoughtful presents. (Also his fuss about not making a fuss is sometimes almost bigger than fusses made about any family birthdays. Oh, Dad.) So, yes, I am making him free and awesome presents -- burning the Abigail Washburn & the Sparrow Quartet live set that I bought from iTunes (it counts as free because I bought it for me), and I have a fabulous Nickel Creek concert, thanks to the_stook, and I'm trying to decide if i want to make a CD of the Patty Griffin b-sides and rarities I have knocking about, or if I should just wait until I can get my hands on all three discs of the semi-official rarities collection, Love from My Lips (I found disc two!). These are some of our shared very favourite musicians, so it's a fun present on both sides.
And now I must go to Wal-Mart to fetch my Ritalin, and Martin's on the way back for a baguette. My laundry's clean, and OMGOAHSOGHDKHSHF TOMORROW I AM FLYING TO SEE KYRA I KEEP FORGETTING THIS IN THE FUSS.