With My Needle

Never a dull moment around here...

Someone just rang my doorbell, and I discovered that it was a stitcher (and her husband) from Atlanta who thought they were going to a needlework shop. The woman wasn't familiar with my company, but had read a listing somewhere that led her to believe that I carried linen, thread, etc. I think she probably realized she wasn't in the right place when she ended up in my neighborhood.

Poor thing--it was just shy of 5:00pm which meant she couldn't make it to a local shop before they closed for the day. She is headed north to Columbus for a wedding so I suggested that she look in the yellow pages there.

Well...this made for an interesting afternoon, and I may have made a new friend.

Your typical needlework shop??