It Ain't Las Vegas, but...
We had a wonderful time at TNNA with
everyone, but there are definitely those moments when I just had to think
of the Las Veges tourism commercial and smile. Rob and I joked about the image of the
grandmotherly Asian woman writing
a postcard home from Las Vegas, realizing what she's written, then hurriedly running the
fountain pen ink with a moistened fingernail. What goes on here, stays
here.
In all seriousness, nothing terribly untoward happened, but there was
a woman in the hotel lobby quite amused to hear us and our new friend and roomie
for a couple of evenings trying to explain to the clerk how two men, one present
woman, and one
absent woman needed to split the price of the room over several nights. There was
also the quite interesting moment when at dinner with Beth, Michael, Jen, and Amanda
of
Lorna's Laces, plus Mary
Moran and her daughter of
The
Knitting Zone, when Taiu of
Koigu called wanting to know where Rob was and when he was
coming to
rescue her from... well, that's kind of where the evening goes south, but suffice it to say
that we all made it home with our skins and unfairly commonly suspect honors intact.
As
Rob has already said, it was so great meeting everyone, and we
were amazed by the generosity and hospitality of so many of the people whose names
are respected throughout the industry. We had a delightful conversation and subsequent
tour of the Trendsetter line with Myrna Klein peppered generously with conversation and
laughter shared with Barry, Heidi, and Jane, the unstoppable Edith Eig, and numerous
others.
We
were thrilled to catch sight across the way of Frank Bielec of
Mosey 'n Me though we refused
to go bother him since we're not customers but giddy-stupid Trading Spaces fans. And it
was so nice to be able to actually hug the necks of folks that we may have interacted with
for some time but that whose presence we've never actually been in. Rob's talked and
even worked with Melissa Leapman for years, so it was almost like bumping into an old
friend when we happened to walk by her in the market, but it didn't even occur to me until
later that she probably had little to no idea what we looked like.
The same is true of "Moma", "Yarn Goddess" or just
plain Joan (though Joan is anything but just plain
anything) of
Cascade Yarns. Joan and
Cascade have been with us almost as long as the shop has been in business, but we'd
never met in person. The same is true of Lorna Miser; I think I might even have scared
her a little when I first noticed her standing next to me and without thinking said,
"Hi!" like I'd known her forever and just hadn't seen her in ages.
In general, though, we just had a great time, met tons of truly wonderful
people (vendors, reps, and other shop owners), and had an absolutely
incredible time. We're home, now, though. And despite being exhausted, we're
also completely gung ho for an amazing autumn and winter season in our new digs.
Look out, world. ThreadBear is gearing up for some exciting new offerings,
ideas, and surprises that will knock your socks off.
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Speaking of surprises, we got an e-mail today from a friend
and client, Yvonne, that she and her husband have just gotten to meet
their new adoptive daughter, Laine. Isn't she gorgeous? Congratulations
to Laine, her wonderful new brothers, Cactus Jack and Pistol Pete, and both
Yvonne and Darrin. God
bless you all, and the best of wishes for a wonderful life together! |
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