Wow - it's really been almost three weeks since I had a chance to sit down and do a blog post. That is what happens when one goes on vacation four weeks before Market, like a complete idiot, and said vacation turns into a bit of a people version of that movie "Homeward Bound" where the dogs try to find their way across California. In this version, my family of five became trapped in Chicago/en route home for three extra days of a week long trip when we chose to spend spring break in Chicago the same week of the Boston bombings and a 36 hour melee of Midwest weather and flooding that together made it next to impossible to fly between the two cities. So that was fun.
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The part of the grumpy cat was alternately played by me and Mr. QH, depending on what the airlines had to tell us at any given moment. | |
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There was more than one moment where I wished people really could fly. |
In all seriousness though, I am thankful this was the only "bad" thing that happened to my family last week, as I know plenty of victims of the marathon bombings would be thrilled to have had our trials and tribulations. My thoughts are with all of them as we all struggle to make sense of random evil in our world. I am proud to call Boston home and am glad the world has seen that we really are a people full of heart. Or haaaht. Either way, you have to admit we totally rock a National Anthem.
Since we had arranged for the post office to start delivering our mail again on Thursday, but didn't get home until Sunday evening, I must take this moment to thank the 11 year old girl across the street for bringing us three loads of mail via her bike and backpack like an adjunct member of the USPS last night. Most exciting to me was a parcel containing this fabric from Art Gallery:
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I. Love. Them. And Art Gallery as they are the nicest people ever. |
I have actually already whipped them into most of a quilt top today. I needed a smaller version of "Garden's Gate" for my booth at Market, as it is the smallest booth one can get (ie "Barbie's Dream Booth"), so this one will be gorgeous and modern and not take up an entire wall.
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Look at me go. It's more fun than laundry, after all. |
In other mail news, I also received two enormous boxes from Smartpress.com, my favorite printers, and I now officially have all of my patterns in paper form and after a stuffing festival of immense proportions this evening, I will be ready to ship all the paper products to my Portland hotel. Yay! Checking things off the list!
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All I can say is Castle better be good tonight to alleviate the horror of stuffing 9 million patterns. |
Having now exhausted the theme of what I got in the real mail while I was gone, let's move on to the ever popular topic of "What I got in my email that was exciting and Market related" today.
1. Room C121, 1:55pm on May 16. Be there for my Schoolhouse Presentation "Kickin' Stash and Taking Names." Woo hoo!
2. This cool badge so I can post it on things (like my blog, my FB page, and even I suppose my forehead if I wanted to) and remind everyone of my commitment to twice in a month fly across America and hope to God I make it home again, as apparently this is no longer a given when flying in 2013.
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It's quite official, no? |
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3. And just now, while I was madly typing away, Market Slave East Renae Mathe sent me a photo of the new Sunflower and Sky sample I begged her to make for me out of a pile of purple and yellow batiks I handed her at school pickup one day. Squeee! Moral of the story - don't offer to help me or you will get a job.
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She claims it is better in person, which I am sure it is, but I am loving it even now. In large part because I didn't have to make it. |
Did I make my mail sound as exciting as yours? One can hope.
3 comments:
Wow! You've been through a lot this month! Sure hope everything goes smoothly from now through market! Exciting stuff!
No - your mail was much more exciting than mine! A bit of scrap vomit and some vintage sheets are nothing to complain about though. I'm glad you all managed to get home safely. Eventually. And a big hug for the lovely 11 year old that took care of your mail. Perhaps there is hope that one of our neighbours will take care of our chickens for a few weeks this Christmas - I've got 7 months to pluck up the courage to ask!!
Binding attachment (finally) to begin in 3, 2, 1...
BTW, the Grumpy Cat comment had me in stitches.
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