What’s the Sewing Summit? It’s weekend conference to anyone who loves to sew from hand to machine or both. The weekend was filled with meeting online friends, shopping, trading, yummy food, and classes. It was held at the lovely Little America Hotel.
My main goal for the weekend was to finally meet my online friends and solidify the relationships. There were a handful of gals that didn’t know me very well but hopefully I made them love me cause I’m a great friend. (Mrs. Cocky Cock!) But I also loved hanging out with my local gal-pals too.
Friday was the shop hop where a bus full of the attendees went to three of the main quilt shops in the Utah area. Tickets sold fast! I wasn’t able to get in on that action and decided we’ll (Kati, Colleen, and I) will just follow the bus. The car was packed with fun because we picked up two other gals that weren’t able to get on the bus, Gabriela and Sally. I really enjoyed the ride because we were able to get to each store before the bus and have the whole store to ourselves. I also would give Colleen tons of shit about driving but she knows I love her. JUST SAYIN!
After the shop hop, I went to pick up a couple more buddies, Elizabeth and Anne Marie from the airport. And since they missed the shop hop, we decided to grab some grub and then hit the shops again. I know! I know! But seriously, you can’t have too much fabric shopping right?
We had to get back to the hotel by 4:30pm for the Welcome Reception, and when we got on the freeway, we heard some really, really disturbing sounds coming from the front right wheel. We pulled off the freeway and checked to see if it was a flat tire. Nope. We continued to drive. Same funky sound again. . okay lets get off the freeway and really check this thing out. We stopped at a gas station and all got out and kicked tires. I mean we’re a bunch of girls that sew how mechanical can we really be.
We got back to the hotel safe n’ sound and Kati told me she’d drive me home that night. But in the back of my mind, I still had things to pick up for the conference. Iron board and fabric. So after dinner, I got in the car and drove home. 75mph. Got off the exit and when I tried to turn my steering wheel back to go straight. . . it wouldn’t. . . so if you can imagine my steering wheel is turned left and I’m going straight. WTF! I pulled to the side and got out. . this is what I saw:
It’s like 1030pm at night and I have my hazards on. . .and this guy pulls up next to my car and asked if he could help. “I’m a mechanic.” Well I don’t think you could help me. . my wheel separated itself from the car. He still stopped and got out of his car to look at it. Laying on the wet road with his flashlight, he told me the nut holding the strut broke. And he said that I was lucky I wasn’t on the freeway cause that could cause my car to flip and kill me.
Wha! I was thinking, I could of been responsible for Elizabeth, Anne Marie, Colleen, and Kati’s life. . I was freaking out! But then again, I’m glad I was the only one in the car when I got off the freeway. I’d rather if something were to happen – happen to me.
So I called the tow truck and we dropped it off to a local shop to get worked on. I got ride home from my motherinlaw and took my hubby’s car back to sewing summit where I dropped off my fabric and ironing board.
The next day was jammed with classes. . .yummy lunch. . . and more classes.
I was very, very, very lucky to get invited to dinner with Jennifer and Elena. They organized a dinner with some of the bloggers they wanted to meet and get to know. We went to the lovely Red Rock. Everyone asked what I would recommend since I’ve been there. . . um the burger baby! I think most of my table got the burger and they were not disappointed.
Sunday was the last day of the summit and I made sure to snap some pictures with my buddies and eat breakfast with them because by noon they were all leaving on a jet plane.
In the end I’m really glad I signed up for it. I was on the fence forever about it and just being able to meet the people I know online in person – that was the best part! Will I attend next year? Hells yes minus the car issues.