|Whats left of Friday's front row ticket|
Friday I got to see my very favorite band, Furthur, Front row center isle. It was a dream come true. What makes this extra special was that this was my hometown show. Nothing better than being exactly where you want to be, and being in a crowd where there are MANY friends and friendly familiar faces.
|This is what it looks like with no heads in front of you|
After the show we camped out at a friend's house in Canandaigua. Had some good food and good conversation by the campfire then some peaceful sleep after a great shower. (I might be a hippie, but I'm not a dirty hippie, lol)
Saturday, I drove with my friend's Pat and Jordan to SPAC (Saratoga Performing Arts Center) to see the last two nights of a three night Phish run. We got to the parking lot and set up shop around 1pm. Got a great spot on Shakedown and ended up having a successful day on lot.
One of the highlights of the weekend was meeting Kat O'Sullivan of Katwise. She is an artist who makes beautiful clothing out of recycled sweaters. I have been a fan of hers for years and have followed her journeys around the globe and here at home on her Facebook Fanpage.
|I was honored that she wore one of my spoon pendants!|
Whether she knows it or not, Kat has been a huge inspiration to me. After stumbling across her web site years ago, I e-mailed her and she took the time out to e-mail me back with some great advice about living the life you love. I took that advice and never looked back.
Saturday's show was definitely in my top five of all time, I might venture to say top two actually. It was that good. I must have burned 1,000 calories that night dancing my ass off.
Sunday was almost a carbon copy of Saturday. Another successful vending day on lot. The only thing that made it better was that my brother Todd decided to make the trek to SPAC for the final show. He is the one that got me into this crazy lifestyle and every day I am grateful he did so.
Oh! I also ran into a few people who had purchased spoon pendants from me years ago. Here are some oldies but goodies:
So many memories made, so many good times had, so much amazing music, I have never danced harder in one weekend in my life and I still ended up making almost as much money as if I had done an official craft show that weekend. I don't think I even thought about Corn Hill at all in those 72 hours. Yay for fate!!