The beads have taken over the classroom and forced us to have our Wednesday evening hook-in downstairs. Thousands of strings of beads, focals, seed beads, and findings, spider brooches and crystals are spread all over the upstairs, both tables straining against the weight. We are getting ready for the BEADS! BEADS! BEADS! Sale during the Father Christmas Festival starting next weekend.
Sitting downstairs in the shop to hook isn’t a hardship by any means; we were comfortable surrounded by tons of wool and a cornucopia of colour. Sort of like hooking in heaven, don’t cha think?
As always there’s lots of laughter. At one point we had a flasher. I won’t mention any names but she’s the devilish one in the group… The heat pump was spitting out a tropical heat wave and she was in full blown hot flash so she opened the front door and was fanning her top to allow a bit of cool air underneath. So we all chimed in unison, “Dare you to flash a car!” There’s something about a group of estrogen laden women, we can get quite juvenile in the right moment, and perhaps we will always be kids at heart no matter how much age and maturity dulls us down. She turned to us and said, “should I?” and we cheered her on like a bunch of dollar totting broads at a male strip joint. Sure enough, a truck went by and they got a full view of her chest as her shirt went to her chin. Luckily she was wearing a bra that evening; which isn’t always the case, so if they were looking they saw a hooker standing in the doorway lifting her shirt. There wasn’t any screeching of tires, but inside the shop it was ear piecing. What a hoot!
I’m rounding the corner on my commission. I got sucker punch into hooking a rug and although I like to complain a bit, I really don’t mind. I’ll have a really good picture of this square pillow size of the Mahone Bay Three Churches that we sell as an Iconic Trio.
I could never say no to Armenia. She’s my little pet. She’s been with me since day one when she and two friends almost tripped over one another coming up the stairs to the shop once the word dropped at their hook-in that a new store opened in the Bay. I remember her sweet face as she introduced herself. We were instant friends. Shane and I get more hugs from Armenia than our spouses. She’s a cheerful force, never down even when she’s troubled. They don’t make them like that anymore, her mold was broken.
It was a couple of Saturday’s ago when she asked Sue to hook her the Lunenburg pillow top from the Iconic Trio patterns we have. There is a Mahone Bay Churches, Lunenburg Harbour Front and Peggy’s Cove Lighthouse. Sue, suffering the same affliction in the “no” department, agreed, but when Armenia then asked for a Mahone Bay Churches one as well, Sue wasn’t long throwing me under the bus saying that I would do it. I’ve sworn up and down that I would never do another commission; the reasons blistered the pages of a previous blog, but what do you do when someone you really care for asks for help….you do it and not complain…..much.
So I tackled it immediately. I’m a big procrastinator and if I left it until December it would have been harder to get to. I started it right away and after having one third done I bragged to Sue. I suppose we both have a bit of healthy competitiveness so she bestered me by starting and finishing hers in one day. I’ll finish mine tonight and although second, I’ll be happy to have it done so I can move on. I have my eye on one of those darling Owl chair pads and have it colour planned and ready to roll. Then I have to get back to my Initials as there are only four more to hook!
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