Yesterday afternoon, I received a small package from someone that I didn't know in Indiana....I don't know anybody in Indiana...
It didn't take long to solve the mystery. Easy as opening the box. Aha! Then I immediately figured it out. It was from Katie's Grandmother!
Katie of Katie's Clay Corner http://katiesclaycorner.blogspot.com/ and I were writing back and forth a few months ago and she asked if I knew anybody that would be interested in some bobbins for making bobbin lace.
I raised my hand and shouted, "Me!!!Meeee!!!!". Not that she could hear me... I have always wanted to try bobbin lace. I know how to make most other kinds of lace, but have never had the opportunity or equipment to do it.
Anyway, the box was chock full of bobbins. Her grandmother sent them to me! Katie, the next time you see her, give her a hug for me!
It is going to have to wait a couple of weeks, until we get back from Carmel and I get more done on the weaver's cottage.
This morning I went to Michael's and JoAnn's for supplies. I did fine at Michael's.
Then there was JoAnn's....I saw that Ceramcoat, 2oz. bottles were on sale, so I picked out a bunch. One was a color called Territorial Beige.
Then I looked for something close to Tessie's beloved puce. I found something close in Folkart, called Black Plum. With a little white added, that should be a pretty close match.
When I opened the bag at home....Those two colors were missing. We live about 20 minutes away from JoAnn's. It couldn't have been a half hour later that I called the store.
The name of the cashier was on the receipt. The lady that I talked to said she would check....I sat through some of the worst "Hold music" that I have ever heard. When she came back, she said that the girl didn't remember selling me the paint.
I told her that I had the receipt in hand and told her the two colors, brand and price. More hold music....When she came back asked if I had checked the bag? Yes, twice. Did I check my car? Yes. Three times. No. It wasn't in the bag or car.
She acted like I was trying to con them out of two bottles of paint, totaling $2.47+ tax. Long story short. She finally, grudgingly said that, if I brought back the receipt, she would replace it with something from the floor.
I was very polite, but I felt like I was being made the guilty party. In the store, I picked up the sack from the counter and closed the top....Walked to the car, closed sack in hand. Put said sack on the front seat beside me. Drove home. Didn't open the sack until it was safely in the house.
The only thing that I can think of is, maybe the paint was not happy and jumped out of the sack in the parking lot, to be run over by a big truck to commit paintiside.
I will go back tomorrow. I am not going to waste another hour today just for two missing bottles.
One of the colors that I did manage to get home was the paint on the wall behind Zar. It is Folkart "Italian Sage".
It seems to be a happier color than the Wedgewood green on the other wall. I think it is going to win the battle of the rollers.
Now I am going to go pout about missing paint some more. I may just have to take Tessie with me tomorrow, when I go back to get the replacement paint....She will fix them....All I have to do is mention that the missing paint was puce...
See you tomorrow.