I got back home Saturday evening after the quilt show. It was fun but tiring. Didn't get a chance to wind down until yesterday afternoon 'cause daughter was here with children and friend. It's great to see them so I didn't get on the 'puter. Didn't want to be rude, you know. The show had some beautiful quilts and the winner was awesome. Red, white and blue with a song stitched along the border (Proud to be an American) on the back. Even the back of the quilt was show worthy. There weren't as many vendors it seemed and some of my favorites weren't there. One, however, was and I will be placing a special order with him. He has some of the most beautiful batiks!
Sharing a room with three other women was an experience. I'm not sure I want to do it again. Not that we didn't get along. We got along fine. It's just the lack of privacy and there was only one bathroom. I'll be looking into rooms for the March show, but not one for four people. Next year in September, again at the Galleria, hopefully the hotel right next door will have a block of rooms set aside for the show. They didn't this year and I wasn't impressed with the one at which we stayed.
Time to catch up with chores. Y'all have a great day and remember: you're never too old for nap time.