So, last week I got an IM from my coworker. “The payroll geeks and I are going to (Mountain City) for a bead show, wanna come with?”
These are mostly the same women that I went to dinner and the movies with a couple of months ago and I was ready for another girls’ outing…
But, a bead show? Two hours away?
Yes, and yes. I gave up the majority of a weekend day to go to a bead show. (“It’s like a gun show, but with beads!” is how I explained it to another co worker). It was an interesting experience for people (and bead) watching. In particular, some people are very, very into beads and making things with them.
I considered partaking…there were some very pretty turquoise beads. My coworker looked at them with me, suggested another strand for contrast and then another one so the turquoise would pop. At that point, my brain exploded and I had to apologize and go examine the room’s curtains for a moment.
A little later, I approached a vendor selling (guess!) beads, some of which were already made into necklaces, and asked the cost for one in particular.
“Seven-mutter,” he said,
“Seventeen?” I replied, thinking, huh. I have that much in cash.
“SevenTY,” he corrected.
“Ooh, thank you!” I said, shaking my head and walking away. If I could have thought of more than one occasion to wear it in a decade I would have been tempted.