The week leading up to The Farm Chicks Show blew by like the wind.
Friday:
Colin tags along with me to work, running errands and finalizing show details. At the end of the day he understands why I'm so happy. I'm surrounded by creative, quirky people who I've found over the years and they do the very best work.
Mr. Blue Sky breaks his finger playing kickball at recess. It's the second broken bone of the week. Micah broke his wrist a few days earlier while being a daredevil.
Sunday:
Colin and Lukie came back from the 24 hour mountain bike race. We forget Lukie's sleeping bag, so they have to share. Let's just say Mr. Blue Sky never really wants to do that again.
I was working on the clouds for the show. I tell Colin to remind me that making clouds wasn't as easy as admiring them in the sky and that the next time I decide I'm going to do something crazy, like trying the recreate the sky..... by hand, that he should really dissuade me.
Later, my friend, Cindy, and I go see Carrie. Her voice is sweet as honey. And, turns out, she loves old trucks as much as me.
Monday:
I finish up the clouds and I try to de-fuzz my house (and hands) while getting the meals ready for the week.
Tuesday:
Cody and I start gathering up the big items that have to be delivered to the fairgrounds for the show.
Wednesday:
I make a big delivery to the fairgrounds, including the clouds. The guys in the parking lot look at me like I'm an alien. A cloud alien.
Bongo and the Nationals gather for their game. It's eventually cancelled due to rain. I think all of my cloud making has really changed the weather pattern in Spokane. Ooops.
Thursday:
It's my set-up day at the fairgrounds and I leave my house in less than perfect condition. No matter, I can clean it later. I zip over to the farm to get the milk truck loaded onto a flatbed.
Once she arrives, the work crew pushes her around until she's just where I've always envisioned she would go. Front and center.
A potential buyer wants to look at our house. Gulp.
Friday:
It's vendor set-up day at the show. And it pours like never before. In fact, I'm told it's the rainiest set-up day ever. Poor Heather's booth has a leak and all day, she's trying to set up while the roof threatens her imported French antiques. I wish really hard for the rain to stop. And then, it does. Phew.
Saturday:
It's show day! It's 6:00 am and I'm leaving the house. It's a beautiful day.
I meet Annie at her salon at 6:30 am. Nobody can make hair look as good as Annie does. Seriously.
The show is lovely and I meet the most wonderful visitors ever. And after, we celebrate. Some of our best friends are there, including Kris, who is making a special teeny tiny film, just for me.
Sunday:
It's another wonderful day at the show, and in the end, we're all exhausted, including Pam (of the popular Poor Pitiful Pam booth). I catch her and crew collapsed at the entrance to the Man Cave.
And just like that, it's all just a memory. And I'm back home, on the prairie.
P.S. I love to share my sources for wonderful things and wonderful people whenever I can. And I was serious when I said that my hairdresser, Annie is the best. You can find Annie at her Salon: Green Salon and Day Spa, in Spokane.
Special thanks to Melaine Thompson for the image of Kris and me.
P.P.S. There is, of course, so much more to the show. A lot of other perspectives. I'll be back with that this week.
