Saturday, October 21, 2006
Beat the Gamas
Oh, it has been a long week. Everything this week seems to be taking three times the amount of time that it should. Today was...Fascinating in a way. I could tell you many stories from my day, like having no checks in my checkbook or elderly gentlemen running into me, but I will stick with my Jo Ann Fabrics' story. Everyone that sews decided that today was the day to go to Jo Ann Fabrics. I don't sew, but I do tie. So, I went to get some Denver Bronco material for some pillows for my nephews for Christmas. I tell the boys that if they are good in mommy's store we will go next door and get Joey a ball at Petco. I meander over to the fabric area, and it is PACKED!!@!@! I draw a number before I even get my fabric thinking there might be a delay if I didn't. I look at the little piece of paper in my hand that tells me my fate, and it is the number 9. I go to get my material and I hear..."Serving number 35 at the cutting counter. Number 35." I retrieve my little white piece of paper from Evan's sticky, sweaty hand to see if I miss read the number. Surely, this can't be right. SEVENTY-FOUR people before me. It is true... Evan speaks up then to a couple of gray haired ladies who have been there for 30 minutes and still have twenty numbers to go, "Hi gama." I sheepishly turn and tell them that is a compliment. Luckily, because he is so darn cute they smile and accept the compliment. Then I hear, "Mommy have I been good. Can we please go to get Joey a ball?" To this I respond, "Yes, Ian, you have been good. Let's go get Joey a ball." We smile politely at the older gamas and get the heck out of Dodge. Tomorrow I will rise early and set off to Jo Ann Fabrics to see if I can beat the gamas. Wish me luck. They are numerous and sewing is in the air.