Years ago, when my now adult son was just a baby, we were stationed in Weisbaden, Germany and had no car. One day, after finishing my shopping at the Mittwoche Markt, the Wednesday morning farmers market, my 18 month old son and I got on the bus. I was loaded down with my baskets, so I first put the stroller with my baby on the bus, then stooped down to pick up my purchases. When I stood back up, the bus had already left! You should have seen me running and screaming and crying down the street chasing after that bus! Hair flying, tears streaming, sweat pouring, apples flying out of my basket, yelling in every language I knew to get that bus to stop. After three blocks, the bus driver realized what happened and stopped to allow me to catch up. A few months later, we were out and about and saw this Roy Lichtenstein image on a t-shirt. Hilarious. Just. Freaking. Hilarious. But, it does create a nice segue way between polka dots and forgetting important things. 
Today is the last day to enter my Giveaway for 9 fat quarters on polka dots and 1 stripe. Tomorrow morning, when I wake up and have had my coffee, I'll do that whole random generator thing and we'll have a winner. Don't miss this bus!
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It's been around for a few years but I just discovered it a few weeks
ago. Recently, Mishka, the administrator of this site, did some major
housekeeping and made some big changes to help improve the blogger's
navigating experience. This lovely site hosts 5,200 quilt blogs from 77
countries. If you are a blogger and are looking to connect with other
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community. You can click on the link above or on the button on my main
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And thanks so much for reading and leaving your comments. They truly do get me in my sewing room to work at my craft.
Thanks for the kind words about my site Ann. I'm happy to hear you're seeing good results from it.
ReplyDeleteI never left the baby on the bus, but I did manage to leave something I needed every time I left the house. One day it would be diapers, the next day formula. I became a regular at the local grocery store at 7 a.m., getting the stuff I forgot, trying to get my son to day care, and ultimately get to work on time. The final insult was a doctor visit, where I finally remembered everything for the baby, but left my purse at home. Ah, the joys of motherhood! My now nineteen year old doesn't want to hear it!
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