I'll go ahead and call Firefly a success. No one passed out from the nearly unbearable heat. No one fell in a hole and broke their ankle. No one got stuck in the field trying to park. Nothing was stolen. Oh...and some art was sold, which was the point, right?
I managed to purchase five gifts for people plus a mug, a baking dish (specifically for brie and hereby dubbed "my brie dish"), a large painting, and a face made from a frying pan just for me. I also came home with my aunt's birthday/Christmas gift for me, which is an awesome mixed media piece. I am so happy I could squeal. I've been drinking my coffee exclusively from my new mug, and it just makes me happy. Happy. Happy. Happy.
S loved meeting Farmer Jason, and she had a great time dancing with her friends Esther and Solomon at the show.
I managed to avoid any major sunburn issues, though I did miss a spot on each side of my neck when applying sunscreen on Friday. My forehead got a little leathery, too, but I think that was a dirt/suntan combination, which sounds as disgusting as it felt. Of course, nothing was as disgusting as my "festival feet." I assure you my feet have never been as dirty as they were throughout the festival. Yikes.
Okay, S is awake, and we're off to Kindermusik this morning. Here are pics of the new acquisitions, some of which you've already seen on FB.