
trailer. I’m sure this isn’t it. I’m getting ready to call and ask them where we go, when we decided that if we type the store name in we might get a different result. Yep. We’re 20 minutes away from the store, and it isn’t in someone’s livingroom. We get to the store right at 10:00, and in we go to Monica’s quilt & Bead Crations. Their theme is Betty Crocker’s cook books, any of them. They have some cute cooking charms that I simply can’t resist. I peruse the stone donuts to wire wrap. They have some cute mother of pearl carved flowers that catch my eye, but I already have a bunch of those that I really need to turn into jewelry. They have quite a selection of intricately carved bone beads. I’d love to stay and browse, but I’m already over my time limit. I just didn’t want to drive all that way just to get a stamp on my passport. Boy am I glad we hit this one first thing. The hottest climate of all the shops, and it’s already unbearably hot. On to a Rolling Stone one hour drive.


Bead it! Was
spotlighting Black beauty, and as I neared the front door I see next to the bale
of hay there is a tiny little black pony. They were getting pictures of all of the hoppers with the pony, and they
will be posting it online. Sorry I don’t
remember what they said about that. As
soon as I entered the store I’m given a black bag with a coupon offered a
snack, some cold water, and my charm. She points to a discount table and tells
me of the gifts with a $15 purchase. I’m
told to head to the back table where there is FREE make and take. It’s a little charm beaded in a spiral stitch
and a horseshoe charm at the end.
Knowing that we’re trying to get all of the stores in, they offered to
let me take it with me, with instructions.
NICE!!! So I make my purchase,
get my free gifts, and we’re off to the San Gabriel Bead company. We
thought the phone said about 20 minutes, but when we looked again it was saying
almost 30. Uh oh!

Apparently all of the crazy driving and the battery popping
out of my computer not once, but twice, I’ve lost a few hours worth of
blogging. I’ll have to try to remember
and reconstruct what happened. When I
opened it this time, it looked normal, but it said read only. It was letting me type, but maybe that’s what
happened after the battery fell out the first time. Time to reconstruct.
Creative Castle had a trunk show with Swarovski rivolis, cameos, shibori ribbon, and suede. I found some peacock eye rivolis, and some cameos that caught my eye. Their theme was the secret life of bees, and I got a nice little bee charm. I bought a few charms, a stone donut and some lacy stiff stuff.

Beadahs was a
challenge to get to, because we were here on a Saturday evening at dinner
time. We were right on Wilshire BLVD
where all the beautiful people go to be seen.
The gps told us we had arrived when we were square in the middle of an
intersection. We got stopped at the
next light, so I got out and walked to the store. Gene was gonna try to find a parking spot,
but if he couldn’t, I was supposed to meet him at the corner. My phone was on silent, don’t ask me how that
happened, and he tried 4 times to call me.
Then I tried to call him to tell him where the parking was. He was driving and was yelling at his phone
that was on speaker. Can you picture
that. Well he didn’t hear that I was
telling him where to park, he thought I was telling him where to find me. He drove around and around, and called back
and asked where I was. Eventually he
made his way into the Great Gatsby! They
had some really cute earrings for the free make and take. I even bought a couple of extra kits. For a moment I thought they would have a
donut in the Pink Crazy lace agate. They
had geometric shapes in that stone, they had flat round beads in that stone,
they had at least two dozen donuts on display with more under the counter, but
no luck. They had no donuts in the Pink Crazy lace agate. After playing their version of beer pong with
green olive colored ping pong balls into the martini glasses, and neither of us
were successful, we rushed off to …. To find the car. It wasn’t on the third level, and the
elevator didn’t believe we really wanted to go from the 3rd to the 4th
level. Don’t they know sometimes people
get off on the wrong floor and need to go up one more floor? We punched the last store we expected to go
to into the gps. Too late. Then we punched a closer one in. maybe we could make it? We headed out. I asked Gene why everyone was passing him,
and I could tell that he wasn’t having so much fun anymore. As we finally pulled up in front of the
store, I was so disappointed to see that it was less than 5 minutes after 7 and
they were still in there. So close, but
yet so far. I saw a poster for the
collective works of……Emily Dickenson. At
least if it were Edgar Allen Poe, I could have quote the Raven and just said
Never more.
Then end of another long day hopping. Gene really did seem to be having fun. He even is trying to figure out a way to come
back on Friday. I really appreciate his
commitment to me, and to our family.
Here's the view at Peperdine University as we drove past.
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