As the Husband and I were starting to unwind into our evening relax mode, I thought about the grumpy ladies guarding the fair's quilt and sewing division's submissions when I went to pick up my entries an hour or so earlier.
"Oh no!" Down thumped my feet from the hassock. "I forgot my elephant!"
Off the Husband and I scampered back into must-get-things-done mode. The fairgrounds is only seven miles away so it was not a big deal to go back, especially since the first time out I caught a ride with a friend who was also fetching her entries.
Back at the fairgrounds, I wondered if the grumpy ladies wouldn't give me my elephant because I didn't have my claim check.
All six or seven women, middle-aged and older, sitting in chairs and around a table, looked at me. All long-time sewers and quilters, no doubt. Gulp. "I'm picking up my textile," I said, knowing right away that's the wrong term. Amateur, I am. "A wall hanging of an elephant."
"Do you have your claim check?" asked one of the younger women, whose husband, it turns out, graduated from our local high school with the Older Brother.
The woman said, as she made the motion, "Shame on you." She smiled and asked me for my name. As she found my hanging, I said to the other women, "I was just putting my feet up when I remembered that I forgot to pick up my elephant hanging when I was here earlier."
The ladies all laughed with me.
Not only did I successfully retrieve my hanging, I received a check for two bucks for winning second in the class and an invitation by the not-at-all grumpy ladies to enter again next year.
"I already have an idea," I said. All the ladies gave me a sweet encouraging smile.
I'm glad I forgot my elephant wall hanging when I was picking up my other entries.
I love entering stuff in the fair. I love the challenge of executing a theme or category, whether it's for flowers, crafts, baked goods, or something else. And, I love being surprised with learning how each entry fared. Ribbons are cool. (I came home with red, blue, and white ribbons.) So are prizes, such as cash and gift cards. Feedback, good or bad, is very much appreciated. The judge (or judges) who tasted my lemon bundt cake gave me very helpful comments. I'm already thinking about entering another lemon bundt cake next year to see how well the cake and my skills have improved.
I'd like to also enter something in the sewing division now that I don't feel too intimidated around the sweet, not-at-all-grumpy, ladies.
What do you think you might like to enter into your county fair next year?
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