I would rather make soup and serve it in these nice bowls!
Before I tell you about today, let me mention the beautiful new bowl I bought at Cedar Creek Friday night. Barbara McKenzie, do you recognize this, haha! Barbara makes beautiful bowls and this one was calling my name. I have two bowls from Hollis Engley that match it. When the three of us are home together, two of us get the Hollis bowls and there is always a random bowl that doesn't match. That's ok, because it is usually one of Brandon Phillip's bowls that I use every day, but still, they look odd together. So now when I use the bowls from Hollis, this one will look so great with them. Now let me tell you about today...... I packed my car up yesterday and watched weather underground all day for hourly updates on the rain and cold that were predicted for Sunday, the day of Festifall, of course. Saturday was beautiful, 83 degrees, not a cloud in the sky. Sunday, rain, cold, 50 degrees. great! I was hoping for the best so I got my ass up out of bed at 7am this morning, drove over to Chapel Hill, it wasn't raining, that was good. Got in the vendor line and waited for the gates to open. Well, the gates opened, just the wrong ones! First it thundered, then lightening, then the rain started pouring down. Gerry texted me to say that it was just a band of showers moving through and it would pass. I sat there for a few minutes and then said to myself, "Screw this". It's just not worth it. I'm not into setting up a tent in the rain, and even if the rain stops it's still wet everywhere, I would be soaked and it was cold. Cold and damp I don't do anymore! Plenty of wet camping trips sealed that deal for me.
I had left Gerry and Wesley home in bed. Gerry had a late game to shoot last night and his back is injured so there was no reason for both of them to come out in the misery with me. I sat there thinking about them at home all warm and snug and then I pulled out of line, turned my car around and went home! Of course five minutes after I got home the rain stopped, but I don't care!
I am sitting here in my warm house, with my lovely family, Wesley home from school, Gerry off today. Wesley and I are making a pot of Peruvian Quinoa Stew from the Moosewood Cookbook, some cornbread to go along with it and we may just sit here all day and watch movies. I'm pretty sure this is my last outdoor show. I have been reading blogs all year from people that got rained out at outdoor shows or had poor attendance or just had a booth set up at a dumb ass convention when they thought they were doing an art festival. I'm done with it. I have no patience for the fools that think I'm selling a birdhouse for twelve dollars and fifty cents, and I have to tell them that no, it is not a birdhouse and it is one hundred and fifty dollars, and then listen to them laugh as they move on to the air brush custom painted toilet seat covers. Sorry, I have paid my dues. I am going to have to find other venues to sell my work, or not sell it at all. I would rather make a pot of soup with my beautiful child!
Good news is that I have plenty of inventory for my upcoming indoor shows, so I won't have to push as hard as I was expecting. Who knows, maybe later we will hop in the car that isn't packed with a show booth and go see what's happening at Festifall!
Happy day ya'll