So I planned on posting some pics of Eric’s basketry class from the John C. Campbell Folk School today along with some pretty campus imagery. However, when I came upon this, I could not resist.
After yesterday’s post bringing to light the behavior of GBA’s Madam President texting during Mr. Basketmaker’s class I had to dedicate another day’s assignment exposing Miss Pattie.
Today, as I was out for my multi-daily walk, I found her not in class like she was supposed to be, working on her rim and lid for the creel basket, but rather at the Farm House getting a 40-minute massage! And might I point out that 20-minute massages were being offered at the Farm House all day but no, not enough time for for this President. She needed a double — that’s a 40-minute session!
Yes, you read me right… Miss Pattie was lounging on a tie-dyed clad massage table this afternoon, getting her pink-nailed feet rubbed by a gentleman wearing a coral shirt!
Need proof? Well check out this candid pic! Yes, that is indeed Miss Pattie, with not a care in the world, or for her unfinished creel basket.
Like I said yesterday, she’s a “Bad Pattie…”
I wonder what she will be up to tomorrow. Instead of finishing her basket before the noon deadline, shall I stumble upon her out in the woods making moonshine?
If I do, y’all will be the first to hear about it! And maybe I’ll change the title of this blog to “Exposing the Life of a GBA President.” I’m thinking she would provide a year’s worth of material at least!
Lynne,
First, I would like to thank you for all of the attention. It really is heartwarming to know that you are so concerned with my basketry progress. I would like to explain my actions as it relates to class & my fellow students. As a spectacular basket weaver, I owe it to the other students in class to not make them look slow & clumsy. If I had finished my basket by 3:00 on Saturday as I was paced to do, my fellow classmates would have felt dejected and down heartened as they were racing on Sunday morning, scrambling to finish before class ended at 11:00. So as a service to humanity and the basket weaving world, I screw around a lot and busy myself with foolishness so they will all feel better about themselves. Either that or I’m developing age-related ADHD and just can’t concentrate on anything for very long. Anyway, it was great to spend the weekend with you. ooxx Pattie
Oh my gosh… you are too funny. So you’re a great humanitarian of sorts… sacrificing your great talent to make all basket weavers feel better about themselves! (yeah right! te hee)
When are the viewing hours, I want to pay my respects. And why is guy in the tie dye rubbing her feet?