A-Z and all about me.
This meme has been floating around blogland recently, but the other day dana at craftyminx posted hers and I thought I’d play along. (I was shocked at how many answers we had that were similar!) I think you are supposed to post some cute picture of yourself when you do these kinds of things, but I’ll have you know I just spent about 15 minutes going through all the photos on our computer from this entire year and I didn’t find a single one of myself that I liked. Pathetic. I seriously need to do something about that. In the meantime, enjoy this pic of my only favorite umbrella.
A. Age: 28 , though since I hit 26 I have to do mental math to remind myself how old I am.
B. Bed size: Queen with LOTS of pillows. Well, one for Scott, four for me.
C. Chore that you hate: Dishes. I hate dishes. Thankfully Scott picks up my slack in that department.
D. Dogs: Allergic, and to cats, and most things that grow in fields.
E. Essential start to your day: Getting enough sleep… I usually need about 10 hours.
F. Favourite color: Pink — (speaking of, National Pink Day and my blogiversary and Pink Week are coming up at the end of this month. Yay!)
G. Gold or Silver: I prefer silver/white gold, though I do have a few pieces of yellow “gold” jewelry I’ve thrifted recently
H. Height: 5 feet eight and three quarter inches.
I. Instruments you play: I started taking piano lessons at age five and inherited my great grandpa’s piano about 5 years ago. I also played percussion/drums/all the cool loud stuff when I was younger.
J. Job title: Trophy Wife and Mama to my little Creampuff
K. Kids: One almost 2.5 year old who loves to carry an umbrella (and a purse and two babies and a book and a backpack) on the walk to our car.
L. Live: 1300 sq. foot condo with no garage, no outside storage, no yard, but thankfully, no stairs.
M. Mother’s name: Gretel
N. Nicknames: I keep trying to get people to call me Princess, but so far it’s not working out.
O. Overnight hospital stays: Just when Creamie was born. I’ve had a remarkably healthy life.
P. Pet peeve: This could be a whole post… but we’ll just stick with the fact that facebook doesn’t recognize the word “facebook” and always gives you that red squiggly line because it is spelled incorrectly. That’s just bad marketing.
Q. Quote from a movie: “Take it Back! If I wanted something your thumb had touched I’d eat your ear.” (Actually everything from Arrested Development is pretty quote worthy. Greatest show ever.)
R. Right or left handed: Right, but I could have been left, I am left footed and can hit a baseball and mini golf from both sides.
S. Siblings: Two brothers, two sisters, I am the perfectly well adjusted middle child.
T. Time you wake up: about 3 minutes after Creamie does. Which is sometime between 8:30 and 9:00 am… sometimes later, but rarely earlier, bless her!
U. Underwear: There is nothing on earth worse than an ill fitting pair of underwear.
V. Vegetable you hate: My sisters and I used to do everything we could to kill my moms asparagus plants. We doused some with gas, let the dog pee on others, accidentally pulled a few out… but I don’t so much mind it now. I do, however, very much mind seafood. I don’t want to eat food that lives in the same water it poops in. Gross.
W. What makes you run late: Not being able to decide what to eat for breakfast. It’s important, don’t laugh.
X. X-Rays you’ve had: teeth, my wrist (not broken, just badly sprained)
Y. Yummy food that you make: I love roasted turkey and homemade bread. I also make a mean chocolate chip cookie.
Z. Zoo animal: I love to watch baby animals (particularly elephants) but I if I could be one it would be a flamingo. They are graceful and pink and have beautiful long skinny legs.
I just put the finishing touches on Scott’s quilt (that I “gave” him for his birthday last September!) and I’ll share pictures tomorrow. Hope you had a good weekend!
National Doughnut Day!
This morning as I was eating my Wheaties (breakfast of champions) I was checking facebook and my cousin mentioned that it was National Doughnut Day. And I hatched a plan. A very involved complex plan really, consisting of several parts.
1: Get dressed, 2: Walk to the grocery store 3: Buy doughnuts 4: Eat them. End of plan. See, that was pretty complex. I should write up a full tutorial with diagrams and detailed instructions, right?
Powdered doughnuts are my favorites, but I like grocery store doughnuts. And though it would probably be a more aesthetically pleasing post to have made my own doughnuts, that didn’t really work out into my plan today. Meh, maybe next year. But really, probably not. I like grocery store doughnuts. And I like being able to get 12 different kinds for $5.99. And Creamie likes picking out the ones with orange sprinkles (or blue sprinkles, or any kind of sprinkles really). So we do grocery store doughnuts.
As I was loading up my box with a dozen different kinds she kept saying “Ok, that’s enough. That’s all mama, no more.” Silly Girl, you can never have enough doughnuts. And when we got home she needed no encouragement getting that giant thing into her face. I love how she squeezed her eyes shut!
A few of you commented on her blue fingernail polish yesterday. It is her favorite of all the colors in the drawer, and she informed me that we needed to fix it because it has melted (she means chipped) off her finger. Watch it, that blue nail polish can melt on you at any moment!
Since my grocery store doesn’t make fresh powdered doughnuts, I chose my second favorite, old fashioned cake doughnuts. Scott’s favorite are maple bars, which I think are a complete waste of doughnut dough, but to each his own. With a tall glass of milk a doughnut (or two) was the perfect treat today. Have a good weekend!
PS- Which is the correct way to spell doughnut/Donut? I can’t type donut without thinking I need to add a few silent letters to the middle. You know, to make things more complicated.
Summer Shirts
I mentioned a few posts ago that I had been doing a lot of sewing lately. I think I have found my new perfect pattern, and I kind of want to make 100 variations of it. But I promised Scott I’d only make 5… in this size. For now. Last weekend at Joanns they had Simplicity patterns on sale for 5 for $5. And I stopped to pick up all four Lisette patterns from Liesl Gibson. They are originally like $18, so for a buck I made a special trip. As I was looking for a fifth pattern I came across Simplicity 5695. It’s just a little peasant top tiered dress, nothing too fancy. But the picture on the front looks as if it actually would fit a small person. This summer I’ve made probably four or five peasant tops, some from online tutorials, some from a pattern, and some I just made up. And I hated all of them. None of them fit Creamie correctly, and I was ready to give up completely on what seems to be the most basic of summer shirts. Anyway, long story short for $1 I figured I would try it, with a recently thrifted pillowcase.
I love it. A lot. I shortened the pattern to be a little shirt, and I had to adjust the length of the elastic to fit my skinnier than average child. (For my barely 23 pound 2 year old I used size 2, but adjusted the elastic lengths to be 16 3/4″ for the neck and 7.5″ in each sleeve.) But it fits her. And it looks like it fits her. And that my friends is amazing. (For me… I don’t know why I’ve struggled so much to figure out this simple shirt!)
And after I finished this green one, I made a few more. And emailed my two best sewing friends with little girls in their lives to tell them that I had discovered the most perfect sewing pattern…. and they should go get one too.
I picked up this cherry fabric for a 4th of July shirt, but then got all excited and let her wear it to go fly kites on Monday. Which is also when she figured out how to blow a dandelion. See, look how successful she looks! But I’m sure she’ll be wearing all of these shirts every single week the whole summer. (The cherries are from the new Riley Blake line Sew Cherry by Lori Holt)
I got the idea for the waist sash/tie thing from this shirt on pinterest, originally from here. I really like the way that it looks. And after I got this shirt done I realized that the red and white polka dot sash kind of makes her look like a pirate… Oops.
This post is turning out to be longer than I thought it was going to be, but I might as well put all these projects together.
I picked up this fabric last week to make a skirt for my friends daughter. It is Joel Dewberry‘s Aviary 2, and though I’m not really a purple person, these two colors remind me of the lilac bushes that are in my moms front yard. And after I got this skirt finished I decided I really liked it more than I had originally thought, and I picked up a bit more for another shirt for Creamie.
The sash on this one is just a little bit skinnier, but I don’t particularly prefer one over the other. I like them both. Oh, and did I mention I love this pattern? I wish it came in more sizes. It only comes in a 1/2,1,2 and a 2,3,4. I hope by the time she outgrows size 4 I’ve figured out how to grade patterns well enough to make some variation of this shirt for the next 10 years.
I love these last two pictures of her. And while I was changing her shirt a hundred times at the park (yeah, I’m organized like that) she kept saying “Mama make this shirt for me. I love it.” And that my friends is enough motivation to make at least 100 more of these shirts. I love it too. And next time you are at your local Simplicity pattern retailer, BUY THIS PATTERN. It is so far the best $1 I’ve spent in that department. I mean, I’ve made three in a week! And I’ve never purchased a pattern and had a finished product in such a short amount of time. And I already have fabric pulled out of my stash for two dresses and one more shirt… and I might try one out of knit too. I am going to be able to make this in my sleep. Actually, that would maybe be the awesomest thing ever. Being able to finish projects while I slept? Will someone develop a pill or a powder or a potion for that? I’ll be your first customer.
Tuesday Date Night
Yesterday I was at work all afternoon, which was lovely. I came home to find a tent set up in the living room. Inside was our airmattress, all the pillows in our house and a very happy two year old and her dad watching basketball. She thinks her daddy is pretty much the greatest ever. Me too. We kept the tent up all night, and after she went to bed we snuggled up inside to watch a movie. Well, after I made a treat.
I love s’mores. Love them. And I’ve been craving them for weeks, only the near constant rain has ruined all of our plans for building fires outside and going camping. And after Monday’s rain I just couldn’t take it anymore. So I had ovenroasted s’mores. Which is pretty much exactly as it sounds. Pile a bunch of mini marshmallows (or big ones if you didn’t just use them all up making Rice Krispy Treats) on top of a graham cracker and then pop them under a hot broiler until they get warm and toasty. Top with a chunk of chocolate and the other side of the cracker and eat standing over the oven…. while the next one cooks. Tada! Oven Roasted S’mores, no campfire necessary. (You can also use a microwave to make your marshmallows soft, but they won’t get toasty in there…. which is the whole point, in my opinion.) I just used a parchment lined cookie sheet, and held it right under the heat coils at the top of the oven for a minute. Wear an oven mit. It gets hot in there.
After several, a few of them, we snuggled up in your living room tent for a western movie. “Camping” has never been so posh. We watched All The Pretty Horses last night, which is heartbreakingly beautiful, and sad.
So sad in fact that I made a few more s’mores. And then today for lunch I had a few more. I can easily see this being a yearlong staple at my house. And I think we’ll be setting up our tent quite a few more times to play in. This morning Creamie wanted to eat her breakfast in there, and when I suggested maybe she should eat her Cheerios sitting at the table, she said “I not eat breakfast today. Close a zipper at tent please!” Ha!
Also, I love my Instagram app! (username pinksuedeshoe if you want to find me.)
Lets go Fly a Kite
When I was a little girl I spent a lot of summer evenings at the park with my dad flying kites. The wind usually picked up in the evenings and he would pack up the car and away we’d go. And on Monday afternoon we did it again. We’ve been waiting for a day with good wind and no rain for weeks. Creamie asked my dad a long time ago if he had a green kite she could fly.
Yes, yes Creamie, grandpa has green kites! He also has pink and orange and purple and yellow and striped kites, and seven rainbow colored kites that string together to make one big monster kite, . And trick kites. Those are my favorite. I don’t know if that is their technical name or not, but it’s pretty descriptive. These are kites you fly with two strings, and with two, you can do tricks. Spins and dives and flips. They are seriously awesome.
I haven’t flown one of my dads kites for years. And I crashed quite a few times before I got the hang of it again. But flying these big kites (the one I was flying was about 6 or 7 feet across) is surprisingly therapeutic. I stood and squinted into the sun for more than an hour while I tried flips and dives and spins… and a few crashes.
That is my great big pink kite up there on the left side, and I’m down there on the grass in the bottom corner. Creamie of course lost interest way before an hour was up, but the great thing about flying kites at the park is there was a great big playground for her to play on. And the great thing about bringing a very patient husband along to fly kites is that he got some good photos, and chased around after our child to pick her up when she fell and wipe the dirt out of her mouth when she crashed at the bottom of the slide. And while all that was going on, and I was oblivious to the world, lost in the sky with my kite, somehow that green kite got away from it’s post. It must have been one of the times my dad was helping me get mine in the air. It tugged itself out of it’s anchor and went on its merry way, thankfully the string got caught in a tree on the other side of the park and my dad’s great big 6’6″ tall self was able to get it down without too much trouble. Dads are awesome like that.
I can’t believe it’s June already, this year is almost half over, how did that happen? Also, today is my dads birthday. Happy Birthday Dad! Thank you so much for all the things that you do for me. I am so glad that you are a part of my life, I love you so much.
I think we will spend quite a few evenings at this park this summer flying kites. I absolutely loved it. I have been short on posting lately, but I’ve been sewing a LOT. I think last week I made two dresses, two skirts and two shirts (with one more nearly finished), plus stitched the binding on a quilt. I’ve got another quilt to make this week, and some quilt kits for the shop I work at. I got htem all cut out yesterday. All the clothes I made were for small people… the next clothing project will be for me! (Which kind of makes me nervous, I’m not going to lie.)
A Thing for Pears
I had some friends over at my house a few nights ago for cupcakes and girlchat. And someone pointed out my little collection of pears in the living room. I’ve been collecting pears since I got married. And the awesome thing about collecting something small and relatively easy to find/inexpensive (you know, as opposed to typewriters…) is that very often I am gifted new bits to add to the collection.
I wish I had room to display all of my pear things together, this is about half of them. One day maybe I’ll have a big enough shelf, with enough nearby wallspace, to hang everything up. My mom gave me this pretty piece of embroidery (next pic) that she made years and years ago for my grandma and I really wish I had a place to hang it up in my house.
I’m making spinach and sausage stuffed shells for dinner and just enjoying a partly rainy, partly sunshiney completely relaxing Sunday. Those are the best kind of days, aren’t they? And maybe, just maybe, I’ll finish a project that should have been done for Christmas, and has been sitting there 90% finished for months.
Hello Cupcake
This morning I am going to do some serious clean up and clean out in my crafty room. It has been a disaster for far too long and it’s time to dig out whatever it is that is on the floor, under those big piles that are threatening to topple over onto the smaller piles.
Oh, and we are eating the last two of these cupcakes after breakfast. I’m awesome like that. The sun is finally shining after a week of rain, and we are headed to the park this afternoon for a picnic and hopefully roasting marshmallows tonight. I’ve been craving s’mores for weeks now. See you soon!
Cape Ann Doll Quilt
Last Saturday I met fabric and pattern designer Liesl Gibson at Quilt Market. And listen ya’ll, she is lovely. I really REALLY want her new book, and all of her new Lisette patterns for women at Joanns, and while we are talking about it, every single one of her Oliver + S children’s patterns. I’m obsessive like that.
Anyway, while I was talking to her about her new fabric line, Cape Ann, that will be available from Moda in October she gave me a present. A little tiny bundle of samples from her STILL NOT AVAILABLE fabrics. I felt like I was carrying around a brick of gold all day. What a treasure! It was kind of like a charm pack, but tinier. Instead of the typical 5″ square, each piece was only 2.5″ square. I know, how cute is that! I wish I’d thought to take a picture of it before I started this project, bummer.
Anyway, as soon as she put it into my hand I knew that it was going to become a doll quilt for Creamie’s baby. She has created the sweetest little doll sized prints, and sweet little baby girl colors, and those little squares were just the right size to make a cute little quilt. (I actually REALLY like those darker blues for boys too. Behind me in that photo up there is a pair of PJs in her booth made from the stripes and dots. They are fantastic, no?) Anyway, the stars had aligned and destiny had opened the doors in front of me. That was Saturday, and by Monday evening this little quilt was finished and Creamie had tucked her baby in for the night.
The current favorite afternoon movie at our house is Tangled… Creamie is never far from her frying pan. She uses it for all sorts of adventures with her babies and stuffed animals as well as creating incredible meals out of fabric scraps and bits of paper in her kitchen. In this photo she is protecting her baby from the “mad guys” which is what she calls the bad guys in all movies. Ha!
I did leave out a few squares from my little stack, they have a little larger print on them but you could hardly see it because of how small the squares are. The white borders were from a free fat quarter in a gift bag I received at the blogger party after Market on Saturday night. And I had the backing and the binding and a scrap of batting in my stash already. Which really is the only reason that this whole project was finished so fast. I didn’t have to leave my house to do it. Awesome!
This is the first time I’ve done any sort of quilting myself. At only 14×17 inches I figured I could handle it. I have a walking foot I’ve had for almost a year and never used. But I really thought I could handle 28 straight lines… you know, that are less than 14 inches long…And guess what, I realized after I was finished that I just don’t enjoy the actual quilting process. I love piecing the top, and I don’t even really mind pressing seams. But I did not particularly enjoy the quilting. I’m sure if I was capable of doing something besides straight lines I might feel differently. And I’ll try it again, eventually. But I got bored, and as my dear friend Krista said “You got bored with a quilt the size of a binder?!” Ah, she always makes me laugh.
I decided to just quilt straight lines, about 1/8″ away from my seams on all sides. Easy, straightforward, and boring. I wish I was confident enough to do something swirly/flowery in those big white borders. It would be so cute, and make those white strips less boring. I was so bored with the quilting process in fact that I for the first time ever machine stitched my binding on, I’ve only ever done it by hand. And now that it is washed, and I’ve had a few days to not be bored with the quilting, I think I might unpick it and tack it down by hand. I really like how much nicer it looks. And it will be a good and fast project to work on. Anyway, I can’t wait for this fabric to become available in the fall. Those little pink polka dots are SO going in my to buy pile. They are so so cute! (Notice I said I was bored with the actual quilting process… not the quilt/fabrics/designer/sewing stuff in general. Just sewing straight boring lines.)
See, even when she is putting her babies to bed and singing them a lullabye, that frying pan is never too far out of reach.
*This is not a sponsored post, though Liesl Gibson did give me the fabric, I didn’t have to promise to blog about it, or sew with it, or write anything or review it or anything. I didn’t even tell her I had a blog. She is just awesome like that. And I think I will be forever star struck. Yep, that one time I met Liesl Gibson…
How I met Sandi Henderson
I’ve decided I should never promise to follow up on something the next day. Because whenever I do someone in my family gets sick and we sit on the couch for three days. I’ve had an awful stomach bug and Creamie has a bad cold. Yuckiness all around. Bleh. Anyway, here are the last of my pictures from Quilt Market (first post here). Today it is all about Sandi Henderson.
Sandi Henderson was the very first designer I knew about. Three years ago I had never been inside a quilting fabric store. I thought everyone bought fabric at regular fabric stores like Joanns or Hancocks, or the little Bernina dealership on Main Street. I had never heard of designer fabric, or “collections” or “lines” or anything. But I was looking for some fabric for Creamie’s nursery, and my friend Lyndi introduced me to Sandi’s recently released Farmers Market line. And there was no looking back. I’ve had a fabric crush on her ever since. Particularly on one particular print named Henna Garden, which over the past few years she has released in 12 different colors (see them all here).
Anyway, her newest line is named Secret Garden, and it is beautiful. See that big blue ribbon? She won first prize in the booth decor contest. And how could she not? I want to live in here! As we got to talking (I had no problem talking to her, it was just Joel Dewberry that I was too scared to talk to… which I won’t link to because it turns out when you link to a famous designer’s website, his wife just might come and check out what you wrote about him. And then leave a (very nice) comment on your blog. If you want to read it and be embarassed for me, read this post again, and the comments.) ANYWAY, as we got to talking about her booth, she told me that she was really surprised she won. I asked her why and she said, “Well, I bought nearly everything in here at Goodwill. All the frames, the lamps, the tables, little rocking chairs, the beautiful flower paintings, and the gorgeous framed crewelwork and all the embroidery hoops on the walls were all purchased for only a couple of bucks at Goodwill or other thrift stores or garage sales.
And look what a little paint and fabric can do. It will win first prize at an international exhibit of all things pretty and fabric-y. First prize. Thrifted. See, she is my new idol. Her booth was gorgeous. And I want to be her when I grow up. I talked to her for almost a half an hour and she told me all about her design process, and how she creates a fabric line, how long it takes, etc. She comes up with the name first, and then the rest of it just spews out and she writes and sketches as fast as she can. Amazing. I would LOVE to sit and watch her work. She told me that if she did nothing else she could crank out a whole collection, start to finish in about 3 or 4 weeks. But you know, she has small people in her life that need attention, and dinner and stuff, and it usually takes her about 4 months start to finish to get things the way she wants them. Maybe one day I’ll go to wherever it is that she lives and we can go thrifting together… you know, in my dreams or something.
Alright, enough about Market. It was lovely, and overwhelming and fantastic all at the same time. I can’t wait to go again someday. Now I’m back to finishing a quilt for Creamie’s bed. She’s needed it for the past 6 months. And it just so happens to be made of Sandi Henderson’s Farmers Market fabric, which I have been hoarding for years now. I decided I didn’t want to redo her whole room because she grew up just a teensy bit. So it’s going to grow up with her. I’m going to think about the surrealness of the whole experience while I sew little squares together. Have a good weekend!
To Market, To Market
Saturday was epic. I am pretty sure I walked more than 15 miles throughout the day,(yes, my feet are still sore) and I had to pay over $10 for a mediocre lunch and another $3 for a 20 oz Diet Coke (which I don’t even like). But it was so, so wonderful. I was up at Spring Quilt Market in Salt Lake City at the Salt Palace (which is actually now called the Triad Center, but The Salt Palace sounds much nicer, don’t you think?)
Talk about sensory overload. Nearly 30 Aisles stuffed with pretty things on both sides. There were so many things to see and look at and touch. It was overwhelming. I am still processing the whole thing. And I’ve discovered when I get overwhelmed by stuff I pretty much just stop taking pictures. I was shocked at how few photos I came home with. But I do have some wonderful amazing stories about meeting fabric icons, and loads of inspiration. It was a fantastic weekend to say the least. I’ll have another post tomorrow about Market, and then I’ll be out of pictures, amazingly. But, here’s a few from Saturday.
This is Liesl Gibson, the brilliant mind (and hands) behind Oliver + S Patterns. I stopped and chatted for a few minutes, and tried really really hard not to admit to her face that I have a huge online stalkerish crush on her and I am obsessed with her children’s patterns and illustrations. I was not quite successful, but she gave me a little sample pack of fabric from her soon to be released children’s line. It is a treasure. I’m going to use it to make a doll quilt for Creamie so she can keep all her “children” warm and snuggled. Also, Liesl is totally nice and down to earth and easy to talk to. And I am still kind of freaking out. I want to be her.
This booth belongs to Joel Dewberry. And it was gorgeous. He and his wife were there talking to people and handing out flyers and brochures full of his gorgeous fabrics. And I was too afraid to talk to Joel himself. It wasn’t for lack of trying. I walked past his booth like 8 or 9 times, but when he looked at me and made eye contact I freaked and couldn’t bring myself to say hello. I just kept walking. Once when I walked past he was busy talking to someone, and I was brave enough to talk to his wife. She is lovely. And I found out that they live in Utah, and have four beyond beautiful children. Also both she and her husband and I all went to the same university. At the same time. And then I freaked out all over again. I love him. Really, and here’s the deal, dudes that design gorgeous fabric? That is seriously attractive. And I am not ashamed to admit that I am in love with him. And probably will continue to love him forever. Scott’s OK with it, and after talking to his wife I’m sure she is too. How can you not love a man who designs that stuff though?
The. Amy. Butler. Freaked out. Her new fabric line she is coming out with is corduroy and rayon, mostly for clothing. And it feels like butter. I want to make sheets out of it. Or underwear. Or something. It is beautiful. Also, yeah, this is Amy Butler. And it’s a good thing that I don’t have a picture of my freaking out face. It’s not pretty.
These four ladies (Kaye, Kellie, Debbie and Suzanne) are the reason I was there in the first place. They also work at my little fabric shop and had meetings all day with sales reps to place orders of beautiful new things. I sat and watched the whole process with the Michael Miller rep, and it was fantastically enlightening. They have hundreds of new fabrics, and we only ordered about 5% of what they had. Watching them narrow it down, and bicker and debate with each other (all while laughing so hard I nearly cried) was so much fun. I can’t wait to see the new bolts of fabric when they are shipped!
The Michael Miller booth was awesome. All the sales reps were wearing capes and masks. And, how can you go wrong with a mask wearing turquoise poodle and a phone booth for awesome guys in capes to hop out of. It was fantastic. Also, this guy was really funny.
[ Vanessa Christensen of V&Co. Me, Amy Smart Diary of a Quilter, and Amy Ellis Amy’s Creative Side at the Blogger Meetup. I felt tall. But I was happy to meet these women for real! ]
After Market was over I headed to a Blogger Meetup hosted by Amy Smart at Blue Lemon Cafe. The rain had stopped, the food was great and it was crawling with bloggers who are all interested in the same kinds of things as I am. It was wonderful. I wish I had made those business cards I thought about making, and I wished I had taken more pictures. (And Laurel, why didn’t I get a picture with you? Seriously!) I wish I had won one of the wonderful prizes that had been donated by the sponsers. Particularly the turquoise beach cruiser. I had big plans of dropping my heavy bag in the little basket and riding to my car. I walked instead. Lame. Such is life.
Crazy Blogger Ladies all crammed into a too small little space and enjoying the largest chocolate dipped strawberries ever. It was fantastic. I wished I could have stayed a little longer, but my parking was going to expire and I needed to go reload.
I finished the night here, at the old Union Pacific Railroad Station turned mall/concert venue at an afterparty sponsored by Riley Blake. It was too dark inside to take photos, but they had an 80’s cover band playing and dozens of dancers decked out in their 80’s garb. There was more delicious food, some more prizes (that I didn’t win) and plenty of places to sit down and give my feet a break. Which might have been the highlight of the evening actually. It was such a great day, and I can’t wait to go again… someday. One more post tomorrow about my very favorite fabric designer and what I found out about her that makes me love her all over again.
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