So the weekend started with a firm declaration by me that I was going to the Sydney Quilt and Craft Fair BY MYSELF. A lot of very ernest pre-empting then took place to convince Mr two-and-a-half year-old-stuck-to-my-leg that he would indeed love a trip with Dad and sister to the Powerhouse Museum. Especially since Mummy was only going to be looking at boring old quilts (I fear I may have put him off any burgeoning love of the art of quilting).
And so it was that I did indeed find myself ALONE at the fair. Well, if you don't include the billions of excited women (and perhaps a sprinkling of blokes), all elbowing each other out of the way. I will admit to a tinge of unexpected sadness thinking of my whirlwind trip to the fair this time last year but I was determined to at least go and visit Kathy and not burst into tears all over her as I did one year earlier*.
It was a good excuse to saunter by a few other stores to say hello to friends ...
And to make some new ones (more on that to come) ...
Ok a few of the goodies I found in amongst the socialising
Before I had time to unpack the rest and drool all over it we were off to a party
A cupcake decorating party to be exact
Lord. I get a sugar hit just looking at this little beauty.
How was your weekend?
*I did NOT cry but came really close!