Christmas in June

Yesterday Alexx and his dad took me to the Music Emporium in Arlington to pick out a guitar, and the second one I tried turned out to be the most perfect guitar, for me, which I have ever held. It's a smaller scale folk and blues Seagull guitar (the brand did not influence my decision, but it did seem like a sign), and it even has a matte finish, instead of the highly varnished finish which I never liked. I've already forgotten which woods it is made from, but it has the bell-like tone I like. Alexx even found a blue guitar strap which has golden Wicker Man suns on it. I love my new guitar so much that last night I slept with it. Actually, it's that I need to find a space for it in the Closet of Mysteries (which stays somewhat cooler than the aerye). Anyway, I am short enough that I can have the guitar in its case at the foot of my bed and still have plenty of room for sleeping.

Then E. came to visit, and brought more Christmas presents: a nifty little lantern that burns tea light candles, a book titled _The Lady and Her Monsters: A Tale of Dissections, Real-Life Dr. Frankensteins, and Mary Shelley's Masterpiece_, and, my favorite, blue and gold socks embroidered with the word "bookworm."

Last, but not least, Alexx bought me a Kindle ebook:
_Selections from the Carmina Burana: A New Verse Translation (Penguin Classics)_.