Gah!
I just accidentally closed about 30 minutes of work on a blog post. I’m not up to re-writing it right now so I do apologize. In quick summary -
My last full day in MN my sister took the day off from work and we headed to St. Cloud via a few small town stops at quilt shops. I bought some fabrics for MacBook sleeves for DH and I as well as some for another two-toned skirt. Amber and I also picked out some fabrics to a baby quilt for one of our cousins. Mom gets a quilt made and then after the baby is born has the name and birth date embroidered on a corner for the first born of any of her nieces and nephews. Since this cousin is one whom I grew up close to we decided to pick out the fabric ourselves rather than mom’s quilter. We chose some vintage-looking prints in cream, tan, green, and yellow since we do not know the sex of the baby.
The best place we stopped was Gruber’s though. They were HUGE! And, they even had a small yarn shop inside. I restrained myself, but I did get most of the fabric I brought home from there. They will be on my stop list any time I go home and we can make it to St. Cloud.
Amber was a great help in fabric shopping even though she doesn’t have much interest in sewing. She has a great eye (she’s a much better photographer than I) and knows her color theory and such so it was good fun. At the end of the day we stopped off at a camera shop and she bought herself the same DSLR that I have.
Then, one last story from the trip because I don’t want to forget it. Gaston is my mom’s Seeing Eye Dog ™ for those who don’t know. She got him the same year we got Emma - 2003. Despite the fact that he only sees me in small bursts now and again I am family and have been from the very beginning. The day I met him I walked into the farm house while Drew was outside with Emma yet and before I knew it he was up on his back feet with one front paw on each shoulder looking me in the eye and giving me kisses. He isn’t even really a kisser and he had never seen me before that. When mom and dad meet me at baggage he has been known to sneak a kiss to my hand while he is in harness (a big no-no). He may appear a bit aloof but he’s just a big ole softie!
He likes it when I visit because it means he gets to go out and work more than on an average week and I know that, but I didn’t realize just how much until I was returning home. As usual, dad was at the airport with more than enough time for me to get through security etc. So, he decided to park in the garage and take my luggage in for me to save wear and tear on my shoulder. While we was getting out the suitcase mom got out of the minivan to give me a hug goodbye as she and my sister were going to stay in the van. I gave everyone a hug and said my goodbyes and dad and I were about to head into the airport proper and mom was telling Gaston to load up. He wouldn’t! He dug in his paws and wouldn’t budge and was facing the rear of the van looking at dad and I with the big suitcase. Now he wasn’t in harness so he wasn’t officially working so it was somewhat okay that he wasn’t obeying mom. Well, mom figured it out - he wanted his own goodbye before he got in the van! So she said, “Kristi, come say goodbye to your brother, he won’t load up without his goodbye!” So, I go give him a bunch of hugs and he gives me some kisses, I turn to head into the airport and he hops right up into the van! Mom had also said when they came to pick me up that as soon as they got to the airport Gaston sat up and was watching out the window, LOL!













