August 27th, 2006
|11:04 pm - Sunday|
Faire started late for me today since my condo had no power. I ended up showering by candlelight and styling my hair to the best of my ability without aid of a blowdryer. I got to the site around 12:30 and was instantly hot and sticky. The humidity was oppressive today.
My precious Sarah was in attendance and waiting with Mommy and Daddy for Auntie Deb to arrive. I swear my heart just about burst every time I see that child's face light up as it does when she see me. I think I may have been on Mom & Dad's shit-list since Sarah informed them this morning that she loved me best. Oops.
Amy & Adam took Sarah to see a show while I dropped off my stuff and joined Tammy and crew for lunch. Well, I didn't *eat* lunch, but I did socialize a bit. I was definitely on lady_foxchase's shit-list ... due to the key snafu the previous evening I missed her birthday celebration. Believe me, I felt about an inch tall.
I found Little Miss Sarah and parents again and hung out with them for the next couple of hours. We watched part of Cyd and Joe's set on the boardwalk while Sarah collected leaves. While she found Joe bonking himself in the head with the tambourine, she was definitely more interested in collecting leaves. In fact, by the end of the day she had an entire bag of leaves ... which she said she was going to take home to bathe.
After sending my princess off with her parents to play at the bubbles, I spent some time at RennFields' Pub socializing with some friends. I was THRILLED to see Ian and his beau (I so horrible I can't remember his name). I strolled around for about an hour stopping for brief chats ... it was lovely.
Pub Sing: hmmm, what can I say ... ONLY AT FAIRE!!! This evening something special to honor a newly departed friend was planned. Her former bandmates were in attendance and I had secured seats for them in front. Literally moments before the show was to begin it was discovered that Bliss was very much alive and it was another lady that passed away. Relief was the immediate reaction. Disbelief that this could have happened was next, but then I thought about when my family received condolence flowers when I "died" several years ago (it was a different Amethyst) and realized that it really wasn't so shocking that this happened at all. I'm apologize profusely to anyone that shed a tear or felt grief at news I helped to pass along. I truly believed the information to be correct based on my source and confirmation from others.
I had a quiet dinner with a friend and then drove the long drive home. I'm tired, my body is sore, but I did enjoy the weekend ... well, most of it anyway.
|Date:||August 28th, 2006 04:42 am (UTC)|| |
I've been out of town so I didn't read your original post until tonight and I was a bit sad. I remembered her (the one time I met her) at faire as a lovely person and, although I've never heard her in person, I've been able to listen to recordings. Now that it has been revealed that the news was incorrect, I am very happy. Happy for her, happy for you...and happy for all that know her!!!
I think things like this happen more often than anyone thinks. A few years ago I received a call from an old friend with condolences on the loss of my mother. Fortunately, I was able to set him straight. His mother had read an obit about someone that was not related but with the same last name. BTW, my mom now lives in my condo complex on the other side of the lake!!!
Hope you have more "enjoyable" faire experiences this season to write about so we can enjoy vicariously!
Oh, my God! I never heard the retraction.... Thank you for posting it here!
|Date:||August 28th, 2006 02:15 pm (UTC)|| |
oh. we thought you had, so we didn't mention it @ dinner. sowwy. we'll try harder keep you in the loop ;-)
And that's the worst part - how is it possible that the sad (thankfully incorrect) news spread like wildfire, yet the correction hardly got to anyone? I am quite upset that the originator(s) of the incorrect information seemingly did not go one smidgen out of their way to correct the HUGE mistake. Okay - done ranting. I'm still swimming in a pool of extreme relief, surprise, and a bit of anger towards those who failed to show any sign of being sorry for their error. (and that would be 1) the person who wrote the original email and 2) the person who received it)
By the way - it felt good to rant a little more there... and I would completely understand if you deleted that.
I'm partially to blame, I'm sad to say - I told those who I thought would have remembered the Balladeers and Full Measure. Unfortunately news of the mistake came late in the evening and while I told as many people who I knew I mentioned the initial news to, I'm sure there are many people who I spoke with who I didn't see during Pub Sing or on my way to the gate.
I want you to read this and believe it and KNOW it -- YOU WERE IN NO WAY TO BLAME. YOU did not write, nor receive the email.
you , my dear, are never on my shitlist :-)
awwww. even i got goosebumps reading that. especially with the choice of icon.
you two are awesome. i miss having that "bestest best" "do everything with" girl pal in my life.
I'm so grateful to have seen you yesterday, and extremely happy that we were able to share in the surprise, alarm and relief that the info we had originally received was incorrect. (I posted a bit of a rant in my journal - check it out.)
I can't even tell you how good it was to see you, even if the circumstances were beyond f*&$ed up. I spotted your beautiful hair from across the pub and made a mad dash. I miss you, lady.