Getting ready for Craft Lake City is turning me into a hermit.
I think I've said, about a hundred times now, "I can't go, I have to crochet." Does that seem weird to anyone? And why does it seem like everyone wants to hang out lately? And why am I even typing, when I should clearly be working? It's because I wanted to share, folks. That is why we blog.
Today I took a little time out to have coffee with my best friend. The coffee shop had the new issue of Slug Magazine, so I grabbed it. They are, after all the ones putting on Craft Lake City. I was idly flipping through while we talked about baby names (for her, not me), and there was an ad for the festival, and right at the bottom, my name was mentioned. Nothing huge, but I let out a little squee when I saw it.
And then I realized I should go home and make more things so I had stuff to sell at the festival. Duh. So I came home, but I had to put my excitement out on the intertubes.
That's all. Wish me luck.
