Yarn Fest has come and gone. Regardless of what you are about to read here, I'm not bitter.
I'm actually glad I had to watch the store, while Ivy and Elaine enjoyed themselves interacting with hundreds of fellow yarn enthusiasts at Yarn Fest. You will never hear me complaining that the only time I spent at Yarn Fest was setting up and taking down the booth. OK, in fairness, I did stop by the Yarn Fest to bring more yarn.
I didn't get to hear first hand, the lady telling her friends, "I know this store, it is the one with the funny blog." Nope, I didn't hear that first hand. Not while I was sitting in the chair at the store waiting on the few customers that didn't attend Yarn Fest. Nope, I had to wait to hear compliments that were "directed" at me, I had to hear them second hand repeated by Ivy. (Man, That's a lot of negatives. I hope there aren't any English teachers reading this.)
I need to say, it lessens the compliment a little when Ivy prefaces the compliment with, "It was really no big deal." I think she deliberately made it, "not a big deal." But I'm not bitter.
When God gives me lemons, I'm the kind of guy that makes lemonade. While I was not hearing MY compliments, I was playing some very entertaining games of Solitare and Mahjong on the computer. I don't usually boast, but I had some really high scores.
After the show closed for the evening I tried to share my score with Elaine and Ivy. They didn't really seem interested. They were talking about all the old friends they saw and how much fun they had at Yarn Fest. Not bitter, though. I scored 6685 points on Klondike, in case someone was wondering.
It wasn't like I didn't have interaction with customers. I had a bunch of people stop buy and tell me what a great time they had at the (construction language) Yarn Fest. They didn't actually say (construction language), I added that. The guy that delivers sandwiches dropped by. OK, I called him, but he seemed really interested when I made him look at my high scores.
Its time to talk about that one thing everyone is curious about. JEWEL TONES! Yes, I finished dyeing all the jewel tones in time for Yarn Fest. You might have noticed them hanging in our booth. Maybe you even took some home.
I say maybe you took some home, because I have no knowledge if people actually liked them or not. Remember, I didn't attend Yarn Fest. Elaine and Ivy didn't say anything about jewel tones. They mostly talked about how much fun they were having. OK, Elaine did tell me someone raved and bought the skein of "cotton candy" that I had dyed. Elaine also told me people seemed to like the "iced" blues, I had been dyeing. Oddly, she didn't say anything about jewel tones. Hmmmm, I had to tell Elaine, Vincent Van Gogh had to cut his own ear off to get his girlfriend to quit choosing his colors. Don't worry, I'm keeping my ears.
Oh yeah, I should mention (because its about me) there was a lady in the store from another state. While she was checking out, she asked. "Are you Dyed by Darrell?" It seems she had bought some of my yarn years ago in New Mexico. I think she was surprised I was so handsome. She might not have been thinking that, but I was. It's the little stuff like that; it will knock the bitterness right out of you.
I hope you guys stopped by the Yarn Fest, and picked up some jewel tones. If you didn't get to Yarn Fest, we have some jewel tones in the store. Take a look at the "iced" blues. Tell Ivy how much you like my stories. Your secret will be safe with her.
Feel free to leave a comment about your time at Yarn Fest. I've told you about mine.
Our crazy lives!