I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow last night to the sounds of rain. This morning I awoke to 16 degree temperatures and snow swirling in the air. A little disappointing since I captured a photo of this sight while walking the dogs at the park the other day:
Apparently, my visions of Spring will have to wait a bit longer.
As you may recall, this weekend Craig and I were making a trip down to Lilly’s Soap Kitchen and Artisan Market so I could drop off some new paintings. I was also in town for my first blogger meet-up with Roxie.
The weekend couldn’t have been nicer.
Craig took a day off from work in order to drive me down to Indy which I was extremely grateful for. While he manned the wheel I leaned back the passenger seat as far as it would go and rested on my side; in the back were 12 pieces of framed art and one of my older pieces of painted furniture, all on their way to be dropped off at the shop.
We met with Sara, the owner of Lilly’s Soap Kitchen first. Not only is she quickly becoming a friend as well as an associate, but she is also my eyes and ears at the shop. Translation: she’s my spy. She showers me with important feedback as to which pieces of my work are receiving attention as well as which ones aren’t – all things that will be extremely helpful as the art fair in August draws closer. Sara is in the process of freshening up the shop for Spring and will soon be posting photos to her Facebook business page which you can find here if you’re interested.
Upon leaving the shop, Craig and I headed downtown where Roxie was staying at a hotel. Before meeting, I admitted to Roxie that I was a bit nervous. Not dread nervous, but excited! nervous, and since she would be the first blogger I’ve ever met I wanted to make a good first impression. Normally this wouldn’t be a concern of mine since I’m a ‘what you read is what you get’ kind of person. However, because of my ongoing back troubles and the length of immobility I’d be experiencing on the trip down, I knew that I was going to have to use my last resort pain medication (ie. the heavy duty stuff) so that I could sit and enjoy our visit without too much distraction. As I walked into the hotel lobby I immediately noticed that along with my slightly fuzzy mind, my nose was becoming very itchy (a most unpleasant and relentless side effect of the pain meds) and I wondered how I was going to discreetly scratch it all evening without looking like a cocaine addict. Those concerns melted away as soon I heard her voice and we hugged like long-lost friends.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with Roxie and/or her blog, here are some things that I learned about her this weekend: aside from being a knockout and highly fashionable beauty, she’s one of the most down to earth, interesting people I’ve ever met. She’s very worldly, intelligent, gracious and kind, and I think we could have easily kept each other up half the night, just chatting away – an obvious sign that we were meant to be friends.
Later in the evening, Craig met up with us and we three had dinner together. He took this photo in the restaurant:
Many thank, Roxie. I can’t wait until next time