Chatbug Karen

I am all packed and ready to head out in the morning. I am going to Paducah for a big quilt show. I know what you are thinking. I went to the Chicago quilt show last Saturday. Hey, I cannot help that they scheduled the biggest, baddest quilt shows back to back.

So, I shall see you on Monday. I’ll let you know if I find any great buys on hair loss products, beanie babies and hula hoops. Seriously, I will see you on Monday with a lot of fun stories to tell.

I was able to get up on time yesterday morning, see my previous post, and made it to the bus with a few minutes to spare. Being a few minutes early allowed mom and me just enough time to not be relegated to the seats next to the bathroom Puuuwwey!

I was able to catch a few winks that made the rest of the day much more enjoyable. I love and need my sleep. I am so glad I wore my comfortable Dansko shoes because we walked and walked on cement floors. I have never been to a quilt show as big as the one in Chicago.

We headed straight for the vendor’s booths in case there was that one special fabric we needed to grab before someone else did. It was exciting and so much fun to wade our way through the crowd, and believe me when I say crowd. We only saw a third of the booths before we decided it was time to eat lunch.

We had our choice of eating at the fast food line or going to the restaurant at the convention center. We chose the latter. The restaurant was a cafeteria that had full meals as well as sandwiches and burgers. Mom and I each ordered a cheeseburger. It was one of those that tasted like you would cook at home. Very yummy. We savored each bite of cheese and were careful not to miss any since that slice added 50 cents on to the price of our burger.

We headed back out to the show and checked out booths of fabric, sewing machines, patterns and anything having to do with quilting. There were booths of sewing machine furniture. I drooled over the beautiful oak cabinets. We saw booths selling the perfect chair for use at your sewing machine. To be honest, I didn’t check those out. I walked on by the booth that was selling some type of ergonomically correct shoes. My feet were fine in my Danskos.

It was a fun day that flew by. Check out my Winding Threads blog for more about our day.