Come Stitch With Me

How would you like to wake up to this view every morning?
I would!

This photo was taken at Gorham’s Bluff in Northeast Alabama over spring break.   It’s
taken from behind the Inn overlooking the Tennessee River.  Gorham’s Bluff has been
written up in several travel magazines/websites and is a popular wedding site.  It’s a
quaint little planned community modeled after small town America.  You can stay at the
Inn or rent a cottage for a few days.  Be sure to bring groceries, games and lots of reading
material with you.  It’s out in the middle of nowhere and the nearest grocery store is 40
minutes away.  The tornado that roared through the area a little over a year ago left its
mark, as did the real estate meltdown.  The community is about half-finished and in need
of some maintenance while the surrounding area still shows the devastating aftermath of
an F-5 tornado.

I guzzle diet soda the way chain smokers smoke cigarettes.

Decided that my summer resolution will be kicking the diet soda habit to the curb once and for all.  I’ve tried several times before to get off my cold fizzy caffeine habit, but to no avail.  I last about 36 hours before I either turn into witchy woman or have a monster headache.  Either case sends me to the store in search of my fix.

My last diet soda was at 5 p.m. on Sunday.  I’m about to my magical 36 hour point now  – irritable as can be and really craving a Diet Coke with crushed ice.  The true test willbe tomorrow on the way to work,

Remember the movie Groundhog Day?  I feel like that right now.  I could fill about six project classes (Meet Your Machine plus journals, simple quilts and doll clothes), but the shop’s scheduling constraints mean the classes have yet to be scheduled.  This is exactly what happened back in the spring when I had a Monday class filled, but the owner chose to hold class on Thursday instead.

I’d admit part of the scheduling snafu is because I didn’t know my summer schedule until recently and I was caught up in the frenzy of year end activities and the never-ending staffing drama at my school.  

The staffing drama continues even into post planning, but I now have 9 students (all found through my work connections) who want me to teach them how to sew this summer.  And currently no classroom space in which to hold classes.

Guess it’s time to invest in two of those 6′ folding tables from the local home center store and visit Ashby’s for one more machine.  I’m not turning away students.  I’ll rearrange my studio for small group sewing classes as I’d originally planned.