Stitches 2018

It was the Stitches that almost wasn't...I signed up online for one course, plus the fashion show and dinner, and hotel reservation, as soon as I got the email notice last fall.  Upon arrival, I checked into my room, then went to the Stitches registration desk to pick up my badge and packet before heading to my class.  Ruh-roh, it wasn't there and there was no record of my signing up.  I was passed along to the head registrar, Jessica, and we figured that when I signed up I must have neglected to hit that final 'Submit' button.  Luckily the class I wanted still had openings, so I paid and soon was taking part in Laura Bryant's Fabulous Fibonacci class.

Fabulous Laura Bryant with some of her fabulous Fibonacci knits

Halfway through the class and midway into a swatch, a light bulb lit up- if my name hadn't been listed for the class, then I also wouldn't be registered for the fashion show and dinner later that evening!  I put down my swatch  and dashed back to the registration desk.  Jessica was able to get me into the fashion show, but the dinner was iffy since the caterer would only have a limited number of meals, for those who had registered before the deadline.  She had no way at the moment to know if anyone had cancelled so I could take their place, and the fact that I'm vegetarian would make it even more difficult as they make fewer of those meals.  Oh well, at least I'd see the fashion show, and I'd just dine in a restaurant accompanied by a knitting magazine.

Back in the class, swatching away and feeling silly, I mentioned to the two women sitting next to me (none of us knew each other and had just introduced ourselves and chatted a bit at the beginning of the class) the boneheaded thing I'd done.  One of them, Deb, said "You know my friend Jane Doe was not in class earlier, and I don't think she will be here at all because her brother is in the hospital."  I replied rhetorically "Is she vegetarian?" and Deb replied "Yes!"  She texted her friend to make sure she really wasn't coming, and found that she had cancelled and been refunded. So when the class was over I dashed back to Jessica to tell her, and she checked registrations that had not been picked up, and Jane Doe's was one of them.  She told me that since she herself didn't have confirmation of Jane's cancellation, so after the fashion show I would have to wait outside the dining room until everyone else had gone in, and if indeed Jane was not there, I could pay and get in.  And that's what happened.

I enjoyed a fabulous dinner, and afterward during the many raffles, whose name should be called but Jane Doe!  I was sitting near the front of the room and Jessica saw me, grabbed the raffle certificate, and gave it to me.  She explained that since my name hadn't been in the bowl since I hadn't registered early, but I had paid for dinner, the prize was legitimately mine.  It was a $48 (!) jar of 'face pudding' (!!), a fancy moisturizer.  I ended up giving it to K for her birthday and 'rubbed in' the fact that it cost $48.

I didn't go overboard at the market but got several things I needed: a leather thimble for use with those sharp pointy needles, larger size pompom makers, and a square circular needle to see what all the fuss is about.  If I like it I'll get more.

 Shawl pins and closures!  I really loved the stuff in Knitting on the Fringes booth, all very reasonably priced.

This pin and the sweater guard were from different booths:

The only yarn I got was for this crocheted Pineapple Peacock shawl which was in the fashion show the previous night.  I was really surprised to find that it used inexpensive acrylic yarn!

After shopping the market Sherill and I headed to the March for Our Lives, see previous post.

So the lesson of this post is...whatever you want it to be.

 

Comments

[Lifesastitch]

Sounds like a great weekend! What i learned from your post: I made sure i hit the submit button for my art classes coming up ;-) love the rainbow of yarn on display.

[marilyn]

Oh those pesky "submit" or "send" buttons! A friend recently sent me an important text and seemed (mildly) upset that I hadn't responded. She checked later and found that she hadn't hit "send." I've done that myself.