so it’s over.
market that is.
now i’m home.
but my head is still spinning.
what a whirlwind of events
and yes, no pooping of the pants happened.
okay a fast run down:
dana and i finally met in person. we knew we would hit it off. but it’s always fun to get to know each other outside of the cyber world.
first dana and i stood in line so that we could get our grubby little hands on fabric that is due out later on this year. i mean i’ve heard of the sample spree and i’ve heard rumors of how things go in there. but really just experiencing it was a hoot and holler of a good time. i got me some fat quarter bundles of camille’s bliss, oliver +S city weekend, and momo’s its a hoot.
we, after the fact went out and got some super healthy snacks that consisted of chocolate and good n plenties at the super cool bi-level target in the downtown area. (camille would be so proud!) we awaited our third roomie cyndi. who happens to be one of the nicest strangers to room with. we walked away from the weekend being good friends.
i got to meet, shake hands with some amazing women (and men) in the fabric/pattern industry. i got to admire wonderful booths. i got to meet in person people that i have an online monthly, weekly , and sometimes daily relationships with.
anne sutton and her best-ie anne won first place for their booth. i thought it was cute that they were both named “anne”. so i started calling them “anne squared”. they thought i was quite humorous. as a matter of fact they kept laughing at my jokes. i instantly fell in love with anne squared. 🙂
i was working on “stuff” (this bag being one of them…pattern coming soon) before i went to market with the lovely “it’s a hoot” line by momo. i love this line i think it’s my all time favorite line by moda.
on friday one of the most surprising things happened. i got a tap on my shoulder and a “V? Vanessa?” i turned around and because i’ve only seen her picture like once and she was in the background of that said so picture…it took me a second to realize that i was staring at the smiling face of THE crazy mom quilts. to which i jumped and gave her a bear hug. sorry amanda. we talked and shared pictures on our cameras and talked some more…and then some more and more. gosh, i wanted to pack her in my purse and keep here there just so i could pull her out and talk to her some more.
the #1 comment i got when people met me for the first time was “wow, you are a lot shorter than i pictured you.” then i would take off my heels and the jaw’s would drop. yes, i’m a 5 foot 1 inch girl on a good day.
the #2 comment i got was “hey! i saw you dancing last night.” to which i would of liked to respond “no you didn’t. you didn’t see anything.”
dana and i had a few ventures out of the convention. we met up with another fellow mom craft blogger anna of noodlehead. she is just one of the nicest girls. and i’m pretty sure i embarrassed the hell out of her when before we left the quilt market and to meet up with dana we ventured over to amy butler’s booth and i couldn’t stop talking a mile a minute to THE amy butler.
me nervous=me talking really fast and kind of high pitched.
with a bunch of arm and hand movements. pretty sure amy butler was like “you need to slow down on the speed….like as in the drug speed.”
also i’ve noticed this last weekend i say “fabulous” waaaaaaaaaay too much when i’m nervous. sorry amy fabulous butler…next time i’ll stand behind the nice mid western girl (anna) who will just say you are great and keep walking by.
after embarrassing of myself at the amy butler booth we headed on out to some warehouse type of place where no joke from floor to ceiling were just rolls and bolts of fabric.
i got overwhelmed and ended up buying only three sets of buttons. yup i did.
at some point we found our way to great mall america. i think the facts on it was like it was 4 miles long or something like that and one amusement park inside of it. wonder if my small town would look into getting a great mall america.
by the end of the weekend and after saying our goodbyes to new found friends. i found myself at the airport staring at traveling families and their kids. i missed my husband and kids. and not to mention my bed.
okay off to bed. aka avoiding mountains of laundry and 200+ emails.