Saturday's craft show was entertaining, if nothing else.
At about eleven o'clock, the bar opened. Shandell pointed out that this was the first craft show we'd been at that served. She also suggested that we bring a designated driver next time.
Good idea. I immediately texted Chris to pencil him in.
At one o'clock, it became clear that the bar wasn't open for us. It was open for the dart league.
That's right. A dart league. We're hard core crafters.
Not surprising, Shandell was hit on by a tipsy bald man who shamelessly flirted with her. They may have a date for next weekend. I'm a little fuzzy on the details.
I can't wait for next year. Shandell may get a proposal.
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