I think I really overdid it this weekend....too much fun and I am paying for it! Saturday my DH went out golfing so I took over the Kitchen counter to cut fabric for the sampler block demos. I cut fabric for 15 blocks! I had printed out the directions on Friday so now I have a binder ready to go for weeks. I have 9 of the blocks made up in cowgirl fabrics too. I also made Kung Pao Chicken so he wouldn't complain about the kitchen becoming a quilting room too!
Sunday we drove up to Broadway again...or should I say he drove my car to Broadway. Very scarey! He brought his car over from the US and so has not made the transition to having the steering wheel on the right side of the car. He wanted to take another shot at it and we thought a Sunday morning may be the safest for all concerned...everyone but me. By the time we got to the village I was a white-knuckled wreck! The worst part was how the car would bump when he went off the road (I'll leave off how many times that happened!) It was torture on my leg! On the way home we got caught in a Cotswold traffic jam - a road full of sheep! At that point he gave up and let me drive the rest of the way home.
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They said there was enough time to eat your bag lunch before the next stop but they must eat faster in this country because I only got half a sanwich and two sips of juice in before we pulled into the next outlet. I bearly remember that one - I went straight to the coffee shop with the bus driver...fading fast! The next stop was in the town. There is a huge Spode outlet with several other outlets and a museum. We had one hour and 15 minutes there. Still caffine deprived and without enough energy to finish my sandwich I had lost the ability to make a decision. I love spode but wandered around aimlessly and left without anything in my hand! We walked up the street to the Portmeirion shop. I was starting to panic...the boot of the bus was starting to fill up with boxes and bags...my stuff fit into the overhead compartment! Obviously I wasn't trained for this! I grabbed the jar with lilacs on it for my Mom. Panic shopping.
There was one more stop at a place that had 3 shops...vague memories. They opened up a few bottles of wine, some cheese and chocolate and passed them around as we drove back home. I'm glad I went even though I can barely walk this morning. I think I'd like to do it a bit less frantic pace (maybe just do the Burleigh and the Spode then "tuck-in' for a good lunch somewhere!
So today I will spend clearing my fabric out of the kitchen again and maybe making a few more cowgirl blocks...
Siobhan - I was totally exhausted just reading your post - whistle stop tour or what?
ReplyDeletesounds utterly exhasuting. Hard to imagine anyone finding such a pace "fun" -- but I guess it suits some. Hope your recovery goes as fast as the tour :-)
ReplyDeleteHey cool the Quilt Mavericks are famous!
ReplyDeleteWow, sounds like fun, but really, really tiring. I'm tired just reading it!
ReplyDeleteI love the blogs on quilt Mavericks. I have you all in my bloglines now. I used to go around the ring before I decided it was taking way far too long to see what you were all up to.
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked the article - but don't tell my husband about the chicken - he'll expect the same!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear my husband is not the only one that thinks his quilting wiffie is taking over the house with her fabric...Oh well, there's lots worse things we could be doing...
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