JUNE 2011

Since we’re in the month of amore (so they say) I decided to do a wedding themed class.  Of course my hubby Joey had to ask what craft I was going to do for those “living in sin”….  Trust him – I told him to bite his tongue as he couldn’t talk since he was “Mr. Sin” himself before he met me!  No more was said…

I designed three wedding invitations examples and must say they did look good! 

The advertised class was well responded to so I estimated around thirty crafters would show up.  My estimate was right (as usual) and once again we divided them into two groups.  Joey was in his element as one of the crafters was from his breed.  I think I’ll keep an eye on them as he requested Ms. Penny Pitty be seated at his table. 

Once everyone was seated my class started with the first invitation card.  For card stock I chose a silver colour with various colours of adornments.  My class liked the choice (I think) but Joey’s class didn’t so I beckoned him over to discuss the situation.  He said they wanted something modern; not the old fashioned colours I chose.  After hearing that I had to count to ten to calm myself down…  I sarcastically remarked that perhaps they could choose black with neon polka dot purple and lavender attachments.  That didn’t go over well so he decided to let them pick their own colours within an allotted time.  I returned to my class and was overwhelmed with questions, including why they couldn’t pick their own colours as well.  I replied in no uncertain terms that I was zee boss and my word is final…   The class carried on in dead silence and finished in record time.  As they left there was the odd thank you and a biting remark from one of the more vocal crafters that I was just an oldster Basset who didn’t know beans about crafts…  Silence is golden so I held my tongue….. only until we got outside and then I let her have it – verbally.  I doubt if she’ll return to the store.  After that little scenario I returned to the store and was met by rounds of applause from management as they informed me she was a pain in the proverbial backside to everyone.  I took a bow or two and then returned to clean up the craft tables. 

With my cleaning finished I ventured over to Joey’s class, and much to my surprise they were only half way through their project.   In my sarcastic Basset way I asked Joey if there was a problem – apart from him…  He glared at me through clenched fangs so I rescinded my remark and asked if I could assist.  Between the two of us the class finished within the hour.  As each of the crafters departed they gave Joey a big hug, which he lapped right up!    All I got was a mumbled thank you. 

We then began cleaning up his area which was interesting as beside each crafty place I found coins “as in tips” for a total of $50.   I couldn’t believe it – he’s getting tipped for being my assistant!   No wonder he’s eager to come with me.  The tipping will soon come to an end unless he considers sharing the loot with me…  I won’t hold my Basset breath on that one!