This morning I went to the Creative Sewing and Needlework Festival, which I have been looking forward to for months. In the past, I have loved looking through all the booths and discovering wonderful new cross stitch treasures. This year, out of reported 700 booths (a slight exaggerating, I think) only five were dedicated to cross stitch, and one other featured a few cross stitch kits. To say that I was disappointed is an understatement.
A large majority of the shopping floor was given over to quilting, scrap booking and beading. As much as I can appreciate popularity of these crafts, it is supposed to be a “Needlework Festival”. So, where’s the needlework? Years ago, there were a lot more smaller designers and shops are this show. I wonder if they have been forced out by higher fees.
Anyway, I’m grumpy because I didn’t have as nice a day as I thought I would. I’m also grumpy because I saw so many ladies buying lots of fabric and doodads, and I just know they have a huge stash at home (just like I do). Why does that make me grumpy? I have no clue. Maybe because they seemed to be having a better time then I was.