Communication was an issue. There were no land lines in the house and my Dad was paying for my cell phone at the time, a little perk that came with limitations. My plan only had 1,000 outgoing minutes a month, but unlimited incoming calls. That might sound like a lot, but it really isn't. Then it hit me..I had been obsessed with Monogram Momma's amazing blog and decided that blogging would be a great way to keep in touch with my friends and family while I was gone.
Blogspot? None of my peeps were very blog friendly when I told them about it, but it slowly caught on with my friends and they were getting a kick out of reading about my adventures in Newport that summer. July 5th, I headed home after meeting the cutest boy out the night before. I had such a panic..how could I leave when things were just starting to pick up? Well, over $3,000 invested in a little hot pink booth at the Atlanta Gift show was the answer to that question. When I got home, my Mom and I were in full speed mode getting ready for the show and we drove to Atlanta and sat at the Mart for 4 1/2 long days. It was a slow show only made bearable by a quick visit from my new friend Katherine from The Flat of the Hill in Boston. She placed a huge order and put me in the best mood. We got home a few days later and I all I could think about was going back to Newport. I finagled a way to go back for 3 glorious weeks at the end of July and the first part of August. It was so much fun, going out almost every night and making jewelry during the day, weekends at the beach and more cute boys than I have ever seen..how could I not want to go back? It was the most fun 3 weeks and then I faced going back home. I was on someone else's schedule this time.. the reason was bff Meg's big, fancy wedding in Miami.
I had a bridesmaid dress appointment the Tuesday before her wedding to finalize dress details. Of course, the night before I left this time, I met an adorable man who came out of nowhere and offered to take me to the airport the next day all the way to Boston. I really couldn't believe it but he was going to save me from a VERY early shuttle to Logan Airport. When I said goodbye at the curb the next morning, I swear I almost started crying..here was this amazing guy dropping me off, the second guy that I had met in a span of one month and flying to Miami where it is virtually impossible to meet someone. Boo hoo!
Anyway..that is how it all started, 9 weeks in Newport that changed my life. I have gone back every year since but this time, my part-time (ha) job has me practically chained to my desk and I had to just say I need a vacation and cross my fingers that it would work out!!! It did and now I will be there for parts of July.
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11 Days and Counting....
Nantucket and then head to Newport, Rhode Island for 5 weeks. Time has flown by and this trip that seemed so far in the future is next week! I can't wait to get up there but have a million things to accomplish before I step on the plane. All my pals are holding a garage sale on Saturday at my house- you might want to stop by.
In the meantime, I am selling stuff on ebay like it is my job, it amazes me what people will buy. I would love to have the patience to really go through my house and put all my clutter online, but will have to make do with what I have right now.
I am also getting ready for the July gift show in Atlanta. I purchased my picket fences at Home Depot Sunday and have to get the rest of the materials for my booth. So crazy.
So, as my trip countdown begins, so does my blog...