Just A Couple of Misfits

This was how a fellow co-worker described Finn and I. That this is the reason why we get along so well and click.

We're misfits.

I suppose we are. I know I've had a hard time fitting in during my lifetime. Places where I thought I belonged and I really didn't. People who I thought were my friends that really weren't. Things I wanted to be and really didn't.

I have come to realize that I'm an artist. Artists seem to be misfits. We dance to the beat of our own drummer. This past weekend, Finn kept introducing me as a seamstress. I suppose that is what I am. I also keep expanding my chain maille abilities - pushing myself to learn different weaves.

I am comfortable being a misfit.

Seamstress!!!!

Yay! Finally! A bite on my sewing abilities fishing line! A local dinner theatre may be needing my services to help with costumes for their shows!!!!!

Wow! An opportunity to be involved in the theatre again! OK, so not on the same level as I was, but I'll take what I can get.

This is not a run-down place. It's pretty fancy. Their meals are based on the seasons. They have a German pastry chef in their employ. They do weddings and banquets and shows and comedy nights.

http://www.hhplayhouse.com/

I've been here as a guest for Hubby's company Holiday parties. They have them there every year. The food is delicious and the drinks are not stingy.

While on the phone with the owner's son (yes, my contact), he invited me and my husband to be his guest at a show opening next month. You know, so I can get a feel of their costumes and productions and such. His guest! His personal guest! And I can bring friends! Wow!

Now, please excuse me as I jump around the room in a crazy excited dancing frenzy!