There were 9 of us. And we've known each other for years. But there's always something to learn isn't there - I laughed and laughed at revelations that aren't secrets so much as strange little foibles. I have to admit to never having seen the Slipper Lady so much as wink nervously whenever anyone says the word 'belly'..but apparently, it sets her teeth on edge. The Baby Mumma (and a lot of others I suspect) has a mental face pulling moment if you use the 'moist' in your sentence. You can imagine where the conversation went after that. I can't reveal any that do that to me...I was laughing too much to think! I laughed until I cried at the spontaneous outbreak of competition over a game of Articulate at midnight on Saturday. Really, some of my lovely good natured friends became edge-of-their-seats-win-at-any-price competitive. I smiled smugly to myself over my sensible decision (and I still don't regret it) to pass on the idea of a soak in the hot tub at 7.30 on Saturday evening. Pitch black, force 9 gales. Yep, most of them did. I did the drinks run, tried to work out the control panel and then retreated into the warm. And made a layout instead. Talking of which - yep it was a crafting retreat.
We had room for 9 scrappers..and we used the room. This was just after breakfast on Saturday. Which is why it was tidy. We drifted to it eventually, and made a lovely spready mess! Ironically, we ate in the lounge, using our knees as tables so as to avoid the heinous clearing up thing. That of course, is when we ate meals. There was a lot..a LOT of chocolate, and cheese and biscuit type snacking going on. And after five o'clock..well, there was a fridge full of wine. And why not. So, a full two days to make stuff and do some crochet work and plan some Christmas gifts and visit with friends....not long enough gentle reader. If you've been to a WOYWW crop, you'll know exactly what I mean. I managed 12 granny squares and five LOs. Not exactly prolific. Totally worth it.
|My sweet darling sister and my dear Papa...role model.. oneto the other, or to me? You choose..|