I guess I’ve done a fair amount of polymer clay related travel this year. I hadn’t realized it until two Real Life friends said to me, when I told them that I was heading to Philadelphia this weekend, “you’re going away again?” They’re just jealous 😉 And what’s not to be jealous of?
I’m here to sell books and videos at the Philadelphia Area Polymer Clay Guild’s annual retreat, otherwise known as Polydelphia. I really enjoy my trips to Philly, and I’m not just saying that because of the sales I make. It’s those sales that make it possible for me to get a hotel room and pay for gas, but I really enjoy the social opportunity.
Yes, I said “social opportunity.” I know, I know, you may have seen me today with my nose buried in a magazine, or engrossed in a frustrating phone call with my pay-as-you-go cell phone company [who would’t let me “go” until I’d “pay”ed despite the fact that I still had a few days before the minutes expired], or having a chuckle during an IM conversation with my husband. Those things probably didn’t look particularly social. And they weren’t. But with the exception of the phone call, I always stopped what I was doing when someone approached the table. Just ask Neil. His end of our IM conversation was so funny, I had to close my laptop lid on him just to keep from being distracted away from my socializing.
Usually when I sell books, I leave it at that, but I happened to have my newest earrings with me, and figured, “why not?” Glad I did, since I sold two pairs today 🙂
It wasn’t all socializing and book selling though. There was also a decent amount of eating. And speaking of eating…
If the person who brought in this maple fudge is reading this right now, I just want her to know that whoever she is, she has set my diet back several weeks. I couldn’t keep my hands off of these delectable little squares today. So soft, so melt-in-your-mouthy, so mapley.
What do you think of this earring and necklace set? I know it’s kind of hard to tell, since the image is somewhat blurry, but you see, I didn’t think it would be necessary to have a crisp image. I figured they would be mine soon enough and that I could take them out to gaze upon them whenever I wanted. Alas, my ticket was not chosen in the silent auction. Farewell, sweet Julie Picarello earrings. I hardly new ye.
Check out this set by Jana Roberts Benzon. I don’t think the pendant is really my style, but what about those earrings? Aren’t they cool? They would look so lovely peeking out around my soft brown curls, don’t you think? Good thing I have the mental image (and a nice, crisp photo) to keep me company because somebody else won the actual jewelry. Bummer.
These are weird. These are so weird that I felt in no uncertain terms that I must win them. I must own the weird Kathleen Dustin Smithsonian-caliber earrings and wear them with my Target t-shirts and thrifted sheet skirts. I put more tickets in this bucket than in any of the others. It was the last auction item called, and the whole time I was waiting to hear them call my ticket number, I was imagining myself in them tomorrow. That burst of yellow would be perfect with the skirt I’d brought to wear.
I suppose I don’t have to tell you that somebody else won my weird earrings.
Somebody tell me that there is something cool for me to win tomorrow. Poor me. Always a ticket-buyer, never a prize-winner.