So I’ve been working on the silverware set for my brother and sister-in-law. I had created the canes, made the text pattern for the background and baked a test piece with all the elements to make sure that the colors were correct. I started to dig out my stash of Ikea silverware. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a complete set of anything, so I grabbed my keys and took off for Ikea. I ran in the store through the checkout, thinking that the security guard was looking rather hard at me. Found the simple set of silverware I like to use and ran back to check out. As I was standing in line, I realized that I had paint on my shirt (first tests I was experimenting with staining a blue-grey), I had tea stains on my pants from my walk on the beach that morning and as I stood up I felt something odd. I looked down and even I had to roll my eyes. LUMPS of clay in my bra! Both sides! My turquoise clay was ancient and a little stiff, so I had tucked a couple of packages in my bra to warm it up and forgotten it! No wonder the guard looked at me like that!!
Now, if it were a Michaels store, I wouldn’t think anything of it. It’s common to see people run in mid-project for something at Michaels. (you can tell by that distracted, hurried look) But Ikea? When I got home, I told my son about it and asked him why he didn’t point it out before I left. His answer? “Would it have made any difference? Besides, you looked normal to me.” PS – Ben you owe me ten bucks for the silverware LOL!