Monday, November 10, 2008

Abby Normal Monday

Coffee in the Atlanta skyline mug, "Under the Bridge" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers on iTunes. I always thought thatb that song was called the City of Angels or somesuch. Found out the truth last night when I went to sing it on Guitar Hero 2.

I bounced out of bed with a smile on my face, ready to take on the world today--not a normal Monday. But yesterday I finished J's knitted scarf but for the fringe, and I wound a warp for seven chenille scarves on the warping mill. Later today I'll warp the loom for the first time in over six years (oh it's good to have the basement finished!). The scarves are to sell at the holiday fair this coming weekend. The warp (the length of the scarves) is in charcoal chenille and each weft (width) will be in a different contrasting color from hot pink to fern green. I will weave them in 12 basic tabby and twill patterns that all have the same threading and treadle tie-up. But glass first...

Shipping, shipping, shipping today (and one fuse load) and tomorrow and then all the orders for the year will be out. I also have the last batch of ornaments to clean up and deliver to the 7th graders for them to put ribbons on before the holiday fair. I should go through all the older work in the studio too to decide which pieces I am going to sell at the fair. I'll get Mom to help me with that task.

In celebration of the end of the election project for Dave and the final orders shipping for me, I am having a Kavarna afternoon with my spouse and working on either the studio books, the ERP system or the website. Whew there's a lot to do on all of them before the beginning of the show season in January This show season will kick off here in Atlanta with the Atlanta International Gift & Home Furnishings Market and then trot on immediately to Dallas for the Dallas Finds show. Then I'll have a few weeks to rest before trekking to Philadelphia for the Buyer's Market of American Craft. More about THAT ambitious plan later. Now off to ship!

3 comments:

Bill said...

To ship, perhaps to boat?

Brenda Griffith said...

Dave instituted a boat moratorium when we got married. No boats, no horses.

Bill said...

And no bees.