Observations from Murphys Home & Garden Show

Well, I was going to dazzle you with photos from my latest show since my booth was resplendent in fall foliage and burgundy rolls of tulle but my camera had a malfunction.  It's probably just the battery but disappointing not to have it none-the-less.  Suffice it to say my booth was the very essence of fall, lots of leaves, mini-pumpkins, Indian corn...even a leaf-shaped bowl of fall-foiled Hershey's kisses.  I have another show this coming weekend, the Folsom Gourd and Arts Festival, and I will have my camera batteries fully recharged by then!

This was not a weekend for a lot of questions surprisingly enough.  This being a first-time event I was sure I'd be asked about a lot of things...but no, my instincts failed me.  Now my friend, Linda Small CMT of Small Pleasures Thereputic Massage, she had some questions asked of her.  There she was, massage table made up and waiting for a client, massage chair at the ready and someone walks up, looks at her and asks "Are you doing massage here today?"  Followed by "What's a chair massage?"  Poor thing, must not have ever left home before!

I was asked by a lady, after glancing at my booth banner that says "hand-crafted jewelry", if my stretchy glass bracelets came from China.  (Perhaps she thought "hand-crafted" was referring to someone else's hands??)  I assured her no, they most certainly did not.  She stretched a few out to their limit as if testing my answer, put them down and walked away.

I did observe a number of interesting sights.  Here's the highlights:

1.  One very tall woman with very purple hair.  Honestly, it was the color of grape koolaid!

2.  One pair of short, very thin blue bicycle shorts...so thin one couldn't help but notice the 

      flower-patterned undies underneath.   

3.  A very loud, rather obnoxious older gentleman who was shouting disparaging remarks at the      very top of his lungs  about the owner of the vineyard, current politics, and everything else          you could think of.  At first I thought maybe he'd had a bit too much of the tasting room but        then as I watched him make is way among the crowd, no one seemed to be too bothered by          him.  I decided he must just be the local color.  Very loud, local color and all the locals are

     just used to him.

4.  Bat houses.  (Why not...we make houses for birds??)

5.  One very dark restroom, as in pitch black.  The lights for these restrooms are on timers so 

     you never know when you might be sitting there and the timer goes off, leaving you in total 

     darkness.  I finally got the hang of checking the timer before I went into the stall and it only 

     took me one time of sitting there giggling in the dark.  O.k, it took TWO times!!