Went to a conference this past week. The road trip was jacked up to say the least. I don't think the muguls saw my vehicle skinny up when a semi almost put me in a concrete wall during a span of road construction. Whew. Got turned around trying to find my hotel in slum town. Issues with check in. Asked for money 2 times in the grocery store parking lot. Didn't have enough gas when leaving the hotel to make it up the interstate a couple exits, when I left, so took my chances in the rough neighborhood. Was called li'l baby and li'l mamma by the guys working in the gas station. BUT... the best part happened while pumping my gas. I was just texting a friend to say I was getting the heck out of there before I was ganked when a guy aproached me, looking like he hadn't showered in 2 weeks, who know's maybe it was 3. Anyways, he propositioned me and wanted me to go to his crib. My response... sensored for you of course... "Do I look like a beepity beep crack whore to you?! You have 2 seconds to crawl back to the rock you came out from under before you lose your beepity beep!" His response was something like "Oh, my bad shawty." At least my internal kung fu panda was enough to make him back off. Geez-o-peet. I'll refuse to go if the conference is in the same place again next year. Isn't is fabulous?
Moving on... I did work on my Starry Night a little bit, but not enough that you could tell a difference. I also worked on my Christmas Calendar. Completed a little bit of back stitching and some more red border. Every little stitch counts!