I first have to apologize to my wonderful friend Julie from Fragments, an incredible artist and fellow vendor. We got to see her this past weekend at NA DA, where once again she had the best looking booth inside the barn. She is a magnificent free hand artist and the backdrops and canvases she paints are truly beautiful works of art. We are always so in awe of her talents and her sweet wonderful presence.
We physically hadn't seen each other for several months and were catching up while she so graciously helped us unload our trailer in the 30 mph prairie winds that were whipping through. As we were catching up, Julie mentioned something about this blog. I filled her in on some of the details about our lovely Iowa excursion and she said to me, "you absolutely have to start taking more pictures, people just can't believe some of the things you encounter on your travels".
But Julie, sometimes you can't take pictures.
Here's why. Not once but twice this weekend we encountered the dumbest people in the world at the oasis when stopping for gas.
First off, I thought the world had come to an end because gas was .20 cents a gallon cheaper at the oasis instead of where we were headed, (middle of nowhere). Go figure only in Illinois.
On our way home, tired and sick, we stopped once again to fill up and found ourselves behind Harold and Maude, two of the dippiest (new word) senior citizens in the world. Because we are pulling a trailer, we are kinda of limited as to where we can get into at gas stations, so we usually end up in back of someone and wait.
And wait, and wait. When we first pulled up, Maude was digging in the trunk, for God only know what and produced an empty Good and Plenty box, which she slowly walked over to the trash can and deposited. As she was walking back, I said to DH, "she has her credit card in her hand, why doesn't she at least start pumping her gas?".
No, she walked around to the passenger side and started rummaging there. She got through there and headed towards the drivers door and we thought we were about to get lucky again but no, she opens the drivers door, leans in and does more searching.
So now my Mr. Wonderful is saying things out loud like, "Gesh lady, start pumping your gas!" and "If you find Jimmy Hoffa, let us know".
About this time, we see an elderly man headed towards this vehicle and we surmise he had gone inside to pay for the gas. Meanwhile, DH sees an opening on another set of pumps, backs up the trailer and we get into a pump.
I am still watching Harold and Maude ( kinda like a car wreck, you just have to look) as now they are trying to get his credit card into the gas pump. He tries his three times and looks and looks at the screen and she is yammering away at him. Finally, she tries her credit card, that has been in her hand the entire time and again a lot of time is spent trying to read the pump. At our pump, DH has paid for and pumped our truck full and we are about to pull away when H & M finally get the nozzle in their tank. We start laughing as we watch him then reach in the backseat behind the drivers door and pull out 3 movie size boxes of candy.
There's the culprit, those two were on a sugar high and couldn't do much else.
Julie, I would have taken a picture but I am afraid of offending the kids of these two, knowing that their parents are on the loose like that.
You just have to laugh about it and smile, just like when we heard compliments this weekend.
We had one customer tell us we had the best booth hands down and another said I was the sweetest vendor (that was highly inaccurate as I am battling a huge mold allergy attack and am under the influence of Benadryl, so I know I was an ornery smart ass the majority of the time)
Stuff happens sometimes.
But the funniest one was the gal who found us from the Gordyville show, over 1 1/2 years ago. Her comment was we were the only real vendor at the whole show. She was actually correct but it was nice to hear that she thought we outshone all the rest. She loved NADA and was so glad she had made the trip. We were glad too, that she stopped and visited.
We are on a short leash this week trying to get ready for our 3 shows in 8 days.
I will try for more pictures, if I can, no promises!
May 24 - 25 2013 - The Vintage Farmhouse Spring Market 9180 Hunt Club Road Zionsville IN
May 26 2013 - Allegan Antiques Market, Allegan County Fairgrounds, Allegan MI
June 1- 2 2013 - The Shabby Experience @ Michigan Antique and Collectibles Festival, Midland MI
June 30 2013 - Allegan Antiques Market, Allegan County Fairgrounds, Allegan MI
July 6 2013 - Indie Arts and Vintage Market, Glendale Shopping Center Parking Lot, Indianapolis IN
I have to cut runners today so toodles!