AQS Thoughts

When I told my Mom I had a quilt in an AQS show, she was surprised. "You're in a NATIONAL SHOW?" she asked.


Um yeah, and this is my fourth AQS show, I told her.

"LYNNE!!!"

So we drove six hours to Syracuse to see my quilt in the show, and the whole AQS experience. I confess I didn't "get it" until I walked into the Oncenter and saw my quilt hanging in great company.

 I was almost embarrassed to tell my Mom I had been accepted into two other AQS shows.

The Black and White Crayons are going to AQS in Chattanooga and AQS Des Moines.



Then my Mom says to me... "Where is the next show?"

"Grand Rapids Michigan."

"Are you in that one?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I missed the deadline to enter."

"When's the next one you're in?

"Chattanooga Tennessee."

"Oh," her voice fell. "That's far. We can't drive to that. Where are the others?"

"Phoenix Arizona, Daytona Florida, Lancaster Pennsylvania, and Paducah Kentucky."

"I guess we're not going to any of those."

"Well we sure as hell aren't driving! Six hours and my butt hurts! We'll see."

"How do you get to Chattanooga?"

"You have to fly."

"Oh. I guess we won't be going to that one either," she paused. "Are there any other quilt shows you can enter?"

"MOM!"



Apparently I still don't get it.


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(update: sorry Judy. My geography isn't good when I'm trying to do two things at once. I was watching the first episode of Project Runway Season 14 while writing this post!)