Halley points to Spark Craft Studios.
Our dining room doesn’t look exactly like Spark Craft but Cindy and her
craft buddy Sheryl would have regular craft nights where they would
take over the dining room table and do that craft thing. I called
it Crap Night as it sometimes seemed like they didn’t get crap done.
Rather it was a time to have a beer and chat for a few hours while
pretending to make some sort of craft.
I wonder if a place like Spark Craft would be a good place to meet single women 🙂
When I was a kid I would go nuts in the Arts and Crafts and Stationary
stores. All those colors and textures. It seemed like
anything was possible, all sorts of art and beauty. I wanted one
of each color. Then I would get it home and all that potential
turned into disappointment when I couldn’t make anything beautiful
happen with all those cool colors.