Saturday-Living History Show

For the first time, my SIL went with Ray and I to the Living History Show. The three of us had SO MUCH FUN!

Between the three of us, I think my SIL spent the most money--there were three bead stores there, and she was in 7th heaven. I found a size 15 crochet hook (I bought two, one for my SIL and her beading and one for my crochet hook collection) for--get this--three bucks!

There were people dressed as indians, pirates, rich ladies, poorer ladies, farmers, revolutionary war Brits and Colonists, Civil War folk from both sides of the coin, trappers, drovers. Why very very few of the people were dressed in normal street clothes.

Everyone LOVED my Civil War Shawl, and I got lots of nice comments about it.

We lost each other a couple of times in the throng of people, but we finally grouped back up and headed for the door with our treasures, climbed back into the car and headed for lunch at the Galesburg McDonald's.

After lunch, my SIL and I decided that we wanted to share our "finds" with our aunt, so we quickly drove to her house in Battle Creek. Ray decided to wait in the car, and I spent but 10 minutes there while my SIL showed off all her beads--$60 worth in a little finding bag. It just doesn't seem fair, you know?

Ray and I headed for home then, it was chilly, but not terribly so, and didn't see snow until we got to Charlotte, where it was coming down pretty heavy. It was too wet to stick to the roadway, so driving wasn't a problem.

When we arrived at the gas station where I'd left my car, I found that I'd left my keys in my SIL's car--so Ray and I drove to my house to find my second set. When I couldn't find them in my sock drawer, I went downstairs to my step-son's room to speak with my hubby who was down there visiting, to use his key for my car.

"This is gonna cost you..." he said. I was in too much of a hurry to reply.

We drove back to the gas station and I got my car, called my SIL, and headed for home and rest.

Quite a day.

Later, the manager from JoAnn's called to tell me that my student for Sunday had cancelled in favor of a date in April (possibly because of the snow), and so now I have very little to do today except knitting. I told her about my issue with the Red-Heart Contest, and she sighed and exclaimed that it sounded about right, but that she wanted me to bring in the "official rules" so that she could take a look. I may just go in to demo today, and take the document with me, leaving it on her desk. I will likely deposit my check from JoAnn's that I got in the mail on Friday, as well.

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And now, after a fitful sleep, full of strange, short dreams that covered a miasma of subjects, I waken with another backache. The doctor says that I have a small amount of arthritis in my middle-spine, but didn't think that was causing the trouble. I think it's the bed, but I can't be sure until I get a different bed in here.

I was thinking about breakfast at Denny's, which hubby and I normally do, but he's not hungry yet--having had a midnight snack--then off to JoAnn's to demo. Since he's not hungry, we may opt to lunch--although I know the place will be busy after church, so I have no idea now WHAT to do. So many projects on the list--including groceries and laundry, and I don't want to do any of it, except to lie back and rest--I am that weary. I know I pack far too much into a day, even with work--and I get myself all stressed out because of it, and then I get sick.

And the scrub maple tree in our front yard flowered this weekend, and it's playing havoc with my sinuses.

The Bus of Life needs to slow down and let me off at the next stop, instead of whizzing past while I try to jump off and tuck/roll over to the ice cream store.