I haven't fallen off the wagon!

Hello my Quilting, Bloggie Friends!

I'm still here!

Just been so busy!

Trying to get ready for all my kids and grand kids...

who are coming in this week!

This one is arriving tonight at midnight...

So there will be lots of 

cookin',

junkin',

shopping,

and playing

going on.

As well as water parks,

library days,

museums

and

theaters.

I'm determined to kind of take a vacation.

We'll see how that works out.

It is not my specialty.

Haven't done that much...

so will have to figure it out as I go along. (Smile)

We had a wonderful show at Knoxville.

Well...

actually...

it was the show ...

from...

you know where!

Not because of the people...

they were great.

But here's a few things that happened.

First day...we barely made it there for set up...

only to find out we hadn't allowed for the one hour 

time difference.

Of course...it was a loss not a gain!

We were rockin' and a rumblin'

trying to get the booth set up in time.

Amidst this...

the vendor across from us

while loading his heavy metal racks

on a dolly...

let them slip....

and guess who they fell on??

Yep! Me.

Bruises up and down my left side.

The whole show I called him my abuser!

He felt bad...

so I tried to make light of it.

Then...

Ken comes over to me and says...
"Hon...

guess what we forgot!?"

And when he said it...

right away I knew.

Buttercream Summer!

I had it on the floor in the dining room at home...

as I was trying to measure borders.

When I shut the door on it 

the previous day,

I even said to myself..

"Watch me go off and forget this!"

So the Guitar Man was going to go and check me into the hotel

and then planned on heading back home

for the night 

to get the quilt.

At the hotel...

we found out our credit card

was red flagged.

Supposedly they had put a fraud alert on it...

and nothing could be done.

We had to destroy it.

Right away I get on the phone...

and literally an hour and a half later...

supervisor, after supervisor...

the problem gets corrected without destroying the card.

Now it is too late for the man to return home.

So for the first day of the show we were resigned to 

the fact that the main quilt

was not going to have a showing.

 The Guitar would head home the next night.

Well...

after being put in a smoking room 

at the hotel 

and having a horrible night.

I said to the hubby..

"There is no way I am staying another night here!"

So I went all the way back home with him

the first night of the show.

Poor man...

he ended up getting '1' hour of sleep...

before heading out at 4 am

the next day...

All the way back to Knoxville.

3 hours.

 

When we get into the car...

I am in the back

on my feather bed.

I look at him through the rear view mirror

and say...

"Quit being a woos!

Just suck it up and drive!"

He looks back at me with flashing anger in his eyes..

until he sees me laughing!

You would have had to been there!

It was just one of those shows.

But the 'people' made up for it!

Also...

at a gas station...

I found a 

Gold

American Express

card of someone's on the ground.

The Guitar Man is pumping gas....

and I slyly go up to him...

and say,

"Hon....I've found a way to

solve all and any money problems!"

And 

then 

show him

the 'card'!

He laughs!

I call

American Express...

and get it cancelled 

for whomever lost it!

So that's all for now~

I promise

not

to be gone so long...

this next time...

my loyal quilting buds!

Have a wonderful and blessed day!