I'm not going to Hershey again. This year, I have to go to my alma mater for volunteer training. It's my reunion year next year, and I have to try to squeeze money out of my classmates. They're going to tell me the best way to do it. (I have the fear that it involves the telephone.)
I really wanted to look at things the French Needle has in person. There are so many books on her website I would like to flip through, fondle, touch. I want to say "hey!" to the gals at the Silver Needle booth. I want to sit and stitch with my blogging friends and meet more of you in person.
I have an idea! One night, you all should just pile in the car and come see me. The dude won't mind. It's only about an hour away...
4 comments:
Bummer. You really should reconsider, if you can. This may be the last one....
Jenna--why would it be the last one? That is a bummer, and if it involves the telephone, I wouldn't want to do it either. Hatehatehate telephones.
We really should make plans to get together and stitch. It is not like I live an hour away. It is so pathetic that we live so close and have yet to meet.
And you are not alone in not going up to Hershey. I am not either. Only my reason is HS Friday Night Football and HS Saturday Marching Band Competition.
Oh, that stinks. Some year I will make it to Hershey, but this year is not that year, yet again.
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