Boy, what a week! I've pretty much been sick since the wee hours of Sunday morning with intestinal cramps, nausea, and fatigue (oy, the fatigue!). Some kind of bug, I guess. I barely ate or drank anything Sunday through Tuesday (a cracker and a half one day was my primo day), I managed a little broth and some beans from my dad's homemade beef and beans on Wednesday, and I had some grapes and more broth and beans yesterday. I guess I'm doing better today because I ate half a bowl of Campbell's beef and vegetable and a bit of banana immediately after getting up today, followed by a bit of chocolate a couple of hours later, followed by more grapes shortly after that, and then a York peppermint patty after THAT. My tummy has not protested once (so far), so I'm hoping I'm finally over the ooky.
Before I got sick, I went with my aunt and my second cousin to the McPherson Scottish Festival. Immediately on arriving, my cousin got her passport sheet to get stamped at the clan tents, then we ate, then my aunt and I browsed the vendors. I'm on the hunt for a MacLachlan kilt pin like the one I got my bro the last time I went to the Scottish festival, and surprisingly I didn't have much luck. The tent which had them in the style I wanted (the clan crest with a nice ancient pewter finish) didn't have my clan name, and the tent that DID have my clan name had the crest the way I wanted it, but the finish was ultra-cheesy. ::sigh:: One day, I will find it.
We did find a guy who could print up a clan's crest, coat-of-arms, history, or any combo of the three. I got two copies of the MacLachlan coat-of-arms with history -- I'm going to mat and frame one for my grandma for Christmas, and I haven't decided what to do with the second copy.
The highlight for me was the Celtic Connections tent. The woman who runs it has such lovely energy, and her merchandise was nice, too. As I was drooling over some carved wall plaques, she was telling my aunt that the artist of a calendar she was selling is donating five dollars from each calendar to Katrina relief. My aunt said, "Well, you could donate directly to my niece. She's here from New Orleans." She gave me one of the calendars. The artwork is beautiful. I haven't checked out the companion website, but Kitty (the vendor) said it's pretty inspiring. Celtic Connections is going to be at the GP RenFaire, so if any of y'all are out there, go by and check it out, and tell her the gimp refugee from NO sent you.
Tomorrow, Mom and I are going to the Buhler Frolic. It's the annual Fall festival in the town in which I grew up. I haven't been in YEARS -- probably since I was in school.
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