Two weeks and counting!!
Well I know it is hard to believe that there are people don't know who I am, but I guess being a legend in my own lunchtime is not the same thing as being distinguishable from 135 other sewists in a big room!
I wrote a post for last year's Retreat - and quite frankly not a lot has changed in the last 13 months, although I have somehow gone from 41 to 43 already!
So if you really don't know me, check that out, but briefly, because I am not all that exciting, here's the deal...
My name is Hadley, after Ernest Hemingway's first, and best wife, thank you for asking.
I am a mummy of twin girls aged 6 and an 8 year old son; wife to a husband who is not really looking forward to holding the fort for two nights, (or is that just me, fearing the carnage I will find when I get home?); I am a part-time Civil Servant, and full-time sewaholic with a re-invigorated passion for all things fabric and stitchy, and I have been blogging and enjoying the social side of sewing for almost 3 years.
I am a member of possibly the best Bees in the world and wouldn't be without my online-slash-real life crafty friends!
I hate having my photo taken, but look like this...
|When it comes to photos, I find safety in numbers!|
I am in love with Liberty, Denyse Schmidt and Heather Ross to name a few; I am very picky with my fabric likes and dislikes, so let's just call brown bad, and leave the weedling out those few and far between good ones to me, it's safer that way.
I like making quilts, bags and embroidery amongst other things. This is my favourite make ever...
|Liberty+ Marcelle Medallion|
Last year I was suffering and a little distracted with a severely burnt arm; I came fully medicated and surgically-dressed and spent a lot of the time just thinking 'oooooouch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'; so I am hoping for a far less frantic night-before-Retreat and pain-free time.
I am really quite shy, unlike others who just claim to be, but once I am relaxed and with friends, I can be properly loud. I tend to do the thousand yard stare-unfriendly face thing when I am thinking, please, not to be confused with ignoring you, and with the new glasses I am getting this weekend, I will probably be swearing, bumping into things and unable to thread a needle, again not to be confused with being very drunk, because I don't do that, (any more!).
So that's me, linking up with all the other Retreaters, and starting to get a bit nervous and anxious that I have forgotten stuff already, worrying about what to wear, too hot, too cold and loving every minute!