If you had been at my house when my husband was putting the kids in the car to drive me to the airport for my flight to Quilt Market last week… you would have seen me sewing. Yup. Him putting the kids in the car and me still sewing. I was remembering how silly I felt at my first Quilt Market (last year) because all of the more seasoned ‘marketeers’ had beautiful lanyards. I just had the rubber string that was free. And I didn’t want that to happen again.