THIS IS A SPRINT, KIDS...NOT A MARATHON

Oh, my goodness, what fun I'm having!  If I have any more of it, we're going to seriously have to consider switching me to decaf.

You know how you get an idea in your head about how wonderful something is going to be, and then the thing happens and it turns out even better than you could have imagined?

Well...multiply that by infinity, take it to the end of time, and dip it in glitter and rainbow sprinkles and you've got the picture of just how special yesterday and last night have been.

OK, OK, I know it's not exactly normal to wax rhapsodic about a needlework workshop, but...Kurdy Biggs!  

I met the Shepherd's Bush girls and Miss Kathy Reese Her Very Self when I was a newly newbie, and I really didn't "get" how truly special it is to meet a stitchy heroe live and in person.  (I mean...you're talking to the person who envisions Laura J. Perin floating around in the sparkly thing with a magic wand in her hand like Glinda in Wizard of Oz.)

(Don't even get me started on what will ever happen if I meet Mr. Tony Minieri...I simply cannot imagine.)

But Kurdy (I call her that now because I'm one if her peeps, don't you know) is funny and warm and lovely and smart and inspiring and kind and loves dogs and is cool and brilliant and everything you would want in a teacher for your first officially sanctioned class.

In another post we'll talk about my classmates and how they continue to stun me senseless with their stitching.  Now, though, I need to go get ready for Day Two!

Happy, happy, Saturday my dears!  It's April!!