Are you talking to me? This is the second time that Ian has had to to check on me. I really have to stop humming to my music. The first time I was humming and weaving and in the background I would hear his voice. I finally paused my iPod and called downstairs, "Are you talking to me?" Are you okay? he asked. He really was worried. He seemd to think that I had fallen and was moaning.
I mailed Ken's towels last week and got this nice note in response: "Thanks so very much. They are very reminiscent of what LeeAnn had made on the loom. I appreciate what you have done and that the loom is getting used by someone who can truly use it. Now I need to find a way to display them." That made me feel good.
What's on my iPod: Bonnie Rait, Ride with Bill, The Greencards, The Duhks, Asleep at the Wheel, Green Day, John Fogarty, Paul Simon, Neil Young, Los Lobos, No Doubt, Liz Phair, Eliza Gilkyson, Lucy Kaplansky, Steven Stills and Manassas, Mose Allison, El Madmo, Uncle Earl, Ralph Stanley, Alanis Morissette, The Wailin' Jennys, Cheryl Crow, Galaxie 500, Rusted Root, Hart Rouge, Cat Power, The Band, Frank Black, Mark Knopfler, Allison Krause, Taj Mahal, Allison Krause and Robert Plant, Adrienne Young, Mark Knopler and Emily Lou Harris, The Notting Hillbillies, Mohatella Queens, Los Super Seven, Dave Matthews, The Ditty Bops, Bill Hilly Band, Cal Tjader, Buena Vista Social Club, Nat King Cole, Xavier Cugat - oh, and the soundtracks from Once and Slumdog Millionaires. That's all I can remember - I'm too lazy to get up off the sofa.
Where's the mojo?
3 hours ago