Beside myself at this point in the day, that is what I am. An abundance of beautiful, heartfelt wishes were delivered to me, either electronically, by phone, in photographs, on felt, in craft foam, pre-printed on boxes of flowers from Fed-Ex, in boxes of chocolate covered cherries, gingersnaps and homemade lemon sauce, and in glittery card creations and homemade watercolored postcards.
Additionally, I was given unique presents like none I’ve ever received before:
-A yearlong gift subscription to Red Heart the Ticker’s Songs in the Lunar Phase project came in my email. Tyler Gibbons & Robin MacArthur live in MacArthur’s grandmother’s original 1805 farm-house in Southern Vermont. They’ve preserved Margaret MacArthur‘s recorded Vermont folk music collection as well as continuing the family tradition of recording their own original pieces. Their stories are special to me, connected to my own coveted experiences of singing with my daughters, my passion for music of all types, and rural Vermont life.
-An mp3 of “Happy Birthday”, recorded by a friend on his vibraphone, especially for me.
-Flowers, flowers, flowers. Which, at this time of year, I am so missing.
-An entire day spent with my youngest, sewing and crafting during a most precipitous storm outside. (Her school cancelled because there was quite a bit of ice and snow in the upper elevations -yay, Snow Day!) This, this was all the gift I needed. (I’m lying a bit here, because how I would have loved to have had my other two children home as well.)
-Sweets of all sorts. Oh GLORY. I’m set for the long haul.
-Last, but not least….I did NOT get sheep pajamas from Jim.
Which he always gives to me.
Long story short, they’re outrageous. And I’m set for life, thanks.
Nope, no sheep pajamas this year.
Instead, I got THIS!