1. we slid over snowy roads and icy bridges most of the way down
2. 40 minutes in the city and someone smashed in the window and stole the manwife's gear (around 4AM)
3. I spent hours in the police station looking up garages to fix the window while Travis sat in the breezy car (NYC police officers are awesome, by the way, they really went out of their way to help us out)
4. I manned the craftacular table in a zombie-like state while Travis again sat for hours in the breezy car
5. we drove home because no one would fix the car window on a Sunday and we had no safe place to leave a windowless car and all of the stuff crammed in it
I don't think I've ever been so tired. Or hungry. All of that was rather horrendous, but the show itself was pretty great (and I clearly have the greatest manwife ever for willing to sit in a freezing cold car for many, many hours while entirely sleep-deprived and robbed of his reading material). I just wish we had been able to sit at our nifty table together and enjoy it. This was the view from The Fuzzy Bunny table, note the tiny dog on the table opposite us, he was incredibly well-behaved!
I sold/said goodbye to the pom pom tree. Travis reported from the outside that he could see it going down the street, which must have been an interesting sight in NYC, seeing as how it resembled a Dr. Seuss tree. I could see Pistachio Press in the distance, behind all the hats (Rachael, of PP, is part of Second Storie Indie Market in Rochester, NY)
Finally, a glimpse of a work in progress. I just started spinning this green faux cashmere in a super-fine single. Soon it will be plied and added to the vegan yarn section of my shop. Hopefully the weather will cooperate and provide me with a day of nice light so I can take glamour shots of all the new yarn.