Back to Reality

"the trouble with reality is it doesn't live up to the best expectations of my fantasies"

 No wonder I stay in my own little world most of the time...reality often smells more like a dirty diaper.

Anyway, I ran away from home for all of last week.  I ended up at the beach.  It was wonderful.  What was amazing was that my sewing machine and projects somehow snuck into my car.  So, I was only partially in my Fantasy Land.  As Brandy and I were driving South, I checked the weather for Fort Morgan....rain was predicted for the entire time we were planning to be there.  

"Why don't we just head back home, Brandy?  We could probably get a lot more done and would not be wasting gas and time driving?....Nah.  I would rather be at the beach house, regardless."  To our delight, reality did live up to some of my expectations.  It was sunny every single day.  Part "B" of my expectations was that I would come back lighter than when I left.  Hrumph.  The only thing lighter was my wallet.  I actually gained 3 pounds!  Pew.  Stinky stinky pew.

I do have some stuff to show you, though....

"Carry All of It" (c)

"Ruffled Apron w/ Gabbi's Rose II"

Where-o-where???

Hey, where have you guys been?  I have been looking for you for a month and.....oh, wait....it is I who have been gone.  Oopsy.

It has been a zoo around here.  I know, you are asking yourselves, "Is that something NEW???"  Oopsy.

There really is no excuse that will stand up in a court of logic.  It is simply that I have not stopped long enough to talk.  Oh, I have been "talking," just not where you guys could hear.  I have been talking to B.....about the sewing machine luggage that has my fabric on it ( MAJOR EGO TRIP so it is a good thing that I will have the new luggage to pack my new, larger hats in to fit my newly larger head) ,  I have been talking, a lot, to the printer about my fabric that I had hoped would already be in my hands,   I have been talking to ....well, myself, mostly.  Creating requires a lot of conversation with oneself, particularly when oneself does not always know what oneself is talking about.  I tend to babble more then but I don't have to worry because I am the only one in the conversation, heh, heh.

And now, you are conversing with yourself asking, "This is what you have been waiting for for a month?!?!