Wednesday

I know that it is Thursday already, and in fact it is well into Thursday. But Thursday is just Thursday and I am already tired with the pure dreariness of it, whereas Wednesday was wonderful.

Wednesday was SO WONDERFUL that even walking around on the streets of NYC in the cold sleety/rainy/snowy mix, sloshing through combined water and slushy snow was a pleasure.

I started out early at the Poughkeepsie train station (not all that early in fact, I took the 8:00 train),  With all the other intrepid citizens of Poughkeepsie who wanted to take the morning train I stood on the cold platform while the wind blew across the river, transforming our faces into sheets of ice, listening to the announcement that the 8:05 train was boarding on track #3, then listening to the announcement again and again as they announced that the 8:05 train for Grand Central was about to depart from track # 3, and we just stood there.  We stood there because the train lumbered up from the yards, slowed at the platform and the proceeded to continue past it another 150 yards.  Then the train stopped and sat there.  The train came back toward the platform again and passed us, heading back into the yards.  We continued to stand and freeze.  On its third pass the train finally stopped at the platform and the doors opened.  We boarded.  The train left.  All was well.

I got into the city and trudged up to 108th Street to Crown Machine Service, where I dropped off my Elna.  They said it looked like a slow day (it was pretty unpleasant outside at that point) and they would call me in an hour to tell me when it would be ready. and I went back downtown.

Then the fun began!

I met Carolyn of diaryofasewingfanatic and Ann of Gorgeous Things for lunch. The lunch went way to fast for me.  It seemed like we were just beginning to talk and chat about fabric and blogs and all manner of sewing things when, poof, like Cinderella’s pumpkin, the clock had struck 12 and Carolyn had to leave. 

Then Ann and I walked down to Metro Textiles to check out Kashi’s new store.  I had never been to Metro Textiles before, and I was pretty confident I would not go crazy and buy much fabric.  WRONG! 

I thought I wanted the brown eyelet, just from the description, but when I saw it I knew it was not a brown for me.  It was much too warm of a brown and I need a deep dark cool brown, like the brown of really dark dark chocolate, or a rich brown with a bit of red or purple in it.  Oh well.  But before I could even think there was Kashi, pulling out fabric after fabric that would be just right for me.  And more often than not he was right.  He has an eye for looking at you and choosing the right colors, and he picks up on what you like and what you don’t tremendously quickly.   He has found another loyal fan.

I think I got some of the same fabrics that Carolyn described:  a beautiful magenta and brown floral eyelet, the dotted fabric with the embroidery along one edge, and more.  I already had to lug my sewing machne home so I wasn’t about to carry fabric.  Besides "charge it" and "ship it" are two of my favorite phrases.   It may be a bit elitist of me, but the older I get the less interested I am in lugging things around.  I want to sail through life unencumbered, at least as much as I can get away with it,  and just have things arrive at home.

And I got my "Metro Textile Pass"!.

It was only later, on the train home, when I was thinking about what a lovely day it had been and how much fun I had spending some time with Ann and Carolyn, that I realized that I had dragged my camera all around town but had forgotten to take any pictures.