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Here's a wonderful girlfriend story from
Wendy Arend of Charlotte, North Carolina. She writes:
Dear Rita,
I moved from Virginia to Seattle in the summer of 1993. I make
friends fairly easily but for the first time in awhile I didn't have
a sewing buddy. I went to Expo in 1994 by myself. I was so envious
of all the pairs and groups of women and was sure they were enjoying
the event more than I was. Being a bit of a party girl this did not
sit well with me.
That summer we moved from Seattle to Bellevue and my daughter
started preschool. One day as Expo '95 was looming on the horizon I
spotted a little girl in my daughter's preschool class with
rick-rack on her dress. The conversation was something like
this:
Who made your dress?
My Mom.
What's your Mom's
name?
Helen.
What time does she pick you up?
5.
What does she look like?
She has red hair.
This
was going to be too easy. I waited outside at 5 and here came
the red headed woman.
Are you Helen?
Yes....
I met
your daughter and she told me you made her dress.
Yes....
Stuck out my hand, introduced myself and asked if she was going
to Expo. She said she didn't know but maybe. I told her I would love
to have someone to go with and would love it if she would think
about going together.
We went and had a blast. We left home at 7 am and got back at
like midnight each day. We laughed so hard our sides ached. We found
we had more than sewing in common and became fast friends. We went
for the next two years. We also hung out during the year.
Helen is a fast and dirty sewist and I am a knit picky,
detail-oriented self-proclaimed Queen of Topstitching. One day I
showed Helen a pair of shorts I had made my son-complete with a
front placket, zipper, pockets and belt loops. She about died. “How
long did you take to make these?” she laughed. “Oh never mind. Come
over Friday night with some fun kid cuts of fabric and I'll show you
the joy of elastic waist shorts.” And she did. We sewed together, we
shopped together. One year we found an annual fabric sale at a
made-to-order garment cottage business and we crossed the line
(together) to buying fabric on bolts. I'll never forget the
priceless look on my husband's face the first day I brought those
home! It was great. Helen and I went to Expo in '96 and again in
'97. We always had a great time.
In the summer of '97 my husband took a job in Maryland and I said
I would only go if I could come back to Expo each year. He readily
agreed since he knows that providing me my sewing outlet keeps me
off the streets and out of the funny farm. I was pregnant with our
third child when we moved. When the doctor said my due date was the
end of February I immediately said "Oh no, I'll be in Puyallup at
Expo that weekend!" It wasn't meant to be. Darn kids with their
lousy timing.
We did make it back in '99 and it was great. We have made it back
most years since. We moved (again) in 2004 to North Carolina so now
I fly from here. I'll be there this year and can hardly wait. We
will shop till we drop every day. We take bunches of classes, and
are coming to the Rowenta Charity Tea and the Quilter's Night Out.
By Sunday night we'll be exhausted and Helen will drop me off at the
airport where I will change into my jammies and use a bag of fabric
as a pillow as I sleep on the floor waiting for the red-eye home. We
have this trip down to a fine art and look forward to it all year
long.
Helen is one of my best friends and has supported me through some
pretty tough times in the last 13 years and even though we live
apart every year during Expo we talk a lot, laugh a lot, sometimes
cry a little and always cherish the time we have to be crazy
together.
That's our story as best as I remember. By the way, my son is
going to be 10 this year and is NOT happy I am once again not going
to be here for his birthday. When he was finally old enough to
understand that I never really am he got upset with me. (When they
are little you just move the date and they don't know any better.)
He stayed upset till my older son told him "Let her go! She'll be
really nice for like a month when she gets back." Oh how true...
Thanks for listening. Helen and I will see you there-we always
do.
Wendy Arend, Charlotte, North Carolina