I'd like to know what that means too.
It's what I overheard from a coupla gals walking into my booth Saturday at the Round Lake Arts and Crafts Fair; a little festival in the middle of a teensy tiny town where people grow dahlias as big as your face and read books in hammocks on their porches.
But back to the business of the underpants: was there an accident? What could possibly have happened to not only give this guy a reason to need new shorts but warranted spreading the news to others?
But I digress. There was other business in Round Lake. Craft business. I say every craft show I've been a part of is my favorite, and this one is no different.
The Round Lake Arts and Crafts Fair is my fave.
I do realize eventually I will have to pick a real favorite. But for now my all-time, hands-down, no-buts-about-it favorites are in Glens Falls, Schroon Lake, and Round Lake.
They make me happy.
I brought some stuff to sell.
My usual stuff. Felted wool jewelry to complement every single thing you own.
It all fits in a small Rubbermaid tub and a shoe box the size of 4" t-strap Mary Janes in a size 8.
That's the beauty of accessories. They're meant to be accents. Anything more than an accent and you've got yourself a sweater.
Or a neck brace. I guess.
Hello Fair-goers! Do you want to stop at my booth?....No? Well then I'm going to put an unflattering picture of you on the Internets for all the world to see.
Just kidding. But seriously, I don't think they stopped by.
Christian Karma, as my sister would say.
Tasty treats for all. The Ices were tempting, but peach pie is kinda my thing, and down the road I found me a slice.
I shared it with my mom.
Did I mention my mom was with me? She comes to these things and helps me manage the booth so I can go potty and buy pie. I pay her in jewelry and she just keeps coming back. By now she has the whole spiel down: merino wool, needle felted, so lightweight you're gonna wanna pinch yourself.
Have I mentioned I love this town? Home of a former Methodist church camp, Round Lake is an old community with narrow streets and 150-year-old houses.
And then there's the auditorium.
I may be redundant by saying the auditorium is, well, an auditorium. Built in the late 1880s and restored in the 1950s, it's home to one of the biggest darned organs I have ever seen.
Oh. Em. Gosh.
It is the oldest and largest of its kind and still in use today.
I'm a sucker for historical history. There was a book sale going on but I just wanted to look at the organ.
No, I wanted to play the organ.
Moms and I had a good weekend. As usual the company was excellent. The weather was perfect. And I made enough money to keep on keeping' on.
A job well done, Round Lake.
Have I told you lately you're my fave?!