Losing is Bad

I know I have been MIA.
For a while.
A long long while.
And I am sorry about that.
But I am almost ready to resume my regular life.
Market goes for another week, and then I will have some stuff to share.
Like the new pattern line.....ohhhh, ahhhhh.

Ok. Enough groveling and excuse making.
I really just wanted to check in and complain.
Because that's what I do.
Complain.
Ok, not really. But I have some new followers and they might think that.
Since I am just popping in to complain.
On a Sunday.
From Houston.
What a whiner.

So here's the deal.
This is my booth here in Houston.
I am number 2054.





Isn't it a fab booth?!

My guy isn't impressed with it at all.
He still can't believe I had him pack a door and a tree.
To haul "all the way to Texas"??!!
And don't even mention that pumpkin topiary or the big trunk.

But who cares what he thinks.
This is a prize winning booth!!
Come on man, get in the spirit!
Give me a "W". Give me an "I". Give me an "N".
Yeah!!
Ok, enough of that pep business.

Anyway, I know that they judge the booths after hours.
So every night before we leave, I sweep the floor and tidy and fluff.
Oh, the anticipation.
I can hardly stand it.

So, today they made the big announcement.
And wouldn't you know it, I was busy talking to shop owners and I missed the whole thing.
Did I win?? Did I??
Maybe my guy heard it.
But no, a few minutes later he appeared asking me if I had won.
He too had missed the announcement.
So he headed off to find out.......

And guess what?
I wasn't even considered for a prize because I have a half-booth.
WHAT!!!
All that sweeping and fluffing and door hauling, and I wasn't even considered.
This is such a bummer.
Half booth. It's like being sub-human.
Not even considered.

Oh well. Better luck next time and all that jazz.

And if you would like to read about more of the "Bad" things I like to complain about, click here.