This weekend is a big one for us Fiber Artists and Crafters (pick your term). It’s the weekend of the Maryland Sheep & Wool Festival. I’ve attended the last 2 years and had a wonderful time meeting up with my peeps who I usually only chat with on the internets. It’s wonderful to get to see them. This year, I delayed the decision to last week. I hemmed and hawed and finally decided that there was no way my knee was going to hold up.
The cards were stacked against us from the beginning. IFT’s hubby is working longer hours because some of the staff at his work were laid off. So he works pretty much 6 days a week. IFT wasn’t able to commit because of his schedule and she wouldn’t have anyone to watch her boys for the day. Jen was on a business trip and wouldn’t be arriving till late Friday night, necessitating an all nighter. Bezzie would have had to bring both her boys, which she was willing to do. But 6 hours or more in a car with 4 ½ month old Moochie, who would be very cranky after a day being lugged around the fairgrounds had her hemming and hawing about going.
Then we discovered that we were both so wishy washy because of each other. Bezzie was going to go if I was going and I was going to go if she was going. It seemed it just wasn’t worth the knee pain and a potentially very cranky baby.
So this is why I'm not going. It isn’t, ya know, gross or anything, but it is VERY swollen and sad looking. I took this photo in the morning. I know. Awful!
I actually took this photo to send to my mom, but I know she would have cried when she saw it. I never want to make my mom cry.
I hope I didn’t make you squirm or anything.