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Fifteen Vendors Signed Up… Four of Us Got the Memo

15 Sunday Mar 2026

Posted by Tim Hughes Living with CML in Retirement, Uncategorized, Woodworking

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3D, books, CNC, CO2, conventions, Craft, Craft Fair, Food Truck, Friendship, Hobby, Laser, Life, Product, Trade Days, Travel, Vendor, Woodworking, writing

Patriotic Black Slate Coaster

I can’t really say the craft fair/food truck extravaganza was a total bust… mainly because technically it did happen.

Of the fifteen vendors who signed up, four of us actually showed up.

Four.

Now, no one really seems to know why the other eleven didn’t make it. Maybe they overslept. Maybe they checked the weather and decided it looked suspicious. Maybe they looked at their alarm clock that morning and said, “You know what? I’m good.”

Whatever the reason, part of me is honestly glad they didn’t show up.

In fact, being one of only four vendors worked out pretty well for me. I didn’t make a lot of money, but I did make enough to get my registration fee back. When you’re doing craft fairs, sometimes breaking even is considered a small victory.

There were at least five food trucks set up at the event, and I suspect that’s what most people came for. The smell of barbecue, fried food, and whatever magical seasoning food trucks use tends to pull a crowd much faster than a table full of handcrafted items. People were definitely walking around with plates of food in their hands.

But every once in a while, someone would wander over to the vendor tables between bites.

One of the great things that often comes from doing these shows is meeting other craft vendors. I still remember the first show I did a couple of years ago. I was extremely nervous. I had no idea what to expect.

I kept asking myself questions like:

Am I charging too much?
Am I charging too little?
What if someone is selling the exact same thing I’m selling, but for half the price?

After that first show, though, I slowly started learning the ins and outs of how these things work. The more shows I did, the more comfortable I became with what I was selling and how everything operated.

Around here, there’s a local state park that hosts a monthly craft fair that brings in over a hundred vendors each month. These shows have been around for a long time. I remember going there as a teenager just to walk around and see what people were selling.

Things have definitely changed over the years.

Back then, it seemed like most people were selling handmade crafts. These days, a lot of booths are filled with boutique items people bought in bulk somewhere and are reselling at a markup. Others are selling what I would politely call “yard sale items”—things that were probably sitting in their garage a week earlier, and they finally decided it was time to part with.

Several people stopped by my table on Saturday, asking if I set up at those big trade days events.

The short answer is no.

The longer answer is that those events require a lot of product because of the amount of traffic they get. I simply don’t have that kind of surplus inventory.

What I sold Saturday was pretty much everything I had made over the past few weeks. With the equipment I use, each project takes time to complete. It can take close to an hour just to cut one item.

Then you have to sand it.

After sanding, it needs to be painted or stained.

Then, in most cases, the pieces have to be assembled together.

On average, I’d estimate it takes at least three hours to complete a single item.

Now I do try to stay organized. While something is being cut, I’m often sanding another piece or painting something else. Sometimes I’m assembling one project while another one is drying. My little garage workshop tends to look like a carefully managed mess most days.

One of the things I really enjoy about doing these shows is meeting people who are doing something similar. The vendor set up to my left on Saturday was a young guy selling 3D-printed items. His stuff looked really good.

I’m not sure what he was charging for his pieces, but as we were packing up, he told me he hadn’t even sold enough to cover his vendor fee.

That’s the risk you take with these events.

Since there were only four vendors there and the crowd wasn’t exactly overwhelming, we had plenty of time to get to know each other. Turns out he’s in his late twenties and has two kids—one five years old and the other just five months old. His wife came by toward the end of the day, and I had the chance to meet her as well. They seemed like wonderful people.

At one point, he mentioned that he owns fifteen CNC machines—everything from diode lasers to CO₂ laser systems.

“Hobby?” I asked.

Because that sounded more like a small manufacturing facility than a hobby.

He laughed and explained that he also has a full-time job installing granite countertops for new home construction. He showed me some photos of his work, and it was actually pretty impressive. From the looks of his product table, his 3D printing work was pretty impressive as well.

He told me he regularly sells at the trade days event I mentioned earlier and has been doing it for several years. Most of the time, there’s a waiting list just to get a spot at those events. I’ve actually looked into selling there myself, but as I’ve already said, I just don’t have the inventory to support a show that size.

But then something interesting happened.

This coming Saturday and Sunday is the next trade-days event, and he has invited me to set up a table beside him. His idea was simple: bring some of my products and see what it’s like to sell there.

I haven’t given him an official answer yet.

But the more I think about it, the more it sounds like it might be a good idea. I think I’d probably have a lot of fun just experiencing the event from the vendor side.

Truth be told, I suspect he might just want the company I’d bring to the table—so to speak. He certainly kept my ear busy most of Saturday, and honestly I didn’t mind the conversation myself.

The downside to all of this is simple math.

I already have two confirmed shows coming up. If I add this trade-day event to the list, that means I’ll be spending a lot more hours out in the garage making things to sell.

On the bright side, it will keep me out of my wife’s hair and out of trouble.

And historically speaking, staying out of trouble has always been a pretty good life strategy.

When the Calendar Attacks

02 Monday Mar 2026

Posted by Tim Hughes Living with CML in Diabetic, Disability, Fishing, Kayaking, Leukemia, Life, Nature, Uncategorized

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Calendar, Doctor Apptointments, Family, Friendship, health, Lab Work, Life, love, technician, writing

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Today has been one of those days. You know the kind. The kind where your calendar looks like it’s been attacked with a highlighter and your patience is hanging by a thread that was probably manufactured in the late 1800s.

The morning started with what should have been a routine lab appointment. Twelve hours of fasting. No coffee. No toast. No nothing. Just me and my growling stomach driving to the doctor’s office, already dreaming about bacon.

Only to be told the lab technician had a death in the family and I needed to drive to another location across town.

Forty-five minutes later, I finally gave blood. At that point I was pretty sure they could have just followed me around with a butterfly net and collected it from pure frustration.

I got home with just enough time to inhale what should have been breakfast but was technically lunch by then. If eating at warp speed becomes an Olympic sport, I’ll medal. I’m convinced my digestive system now files weekly complaints.

Meanwhile, I’d already been informed that I would be taking my wife to her doctor’s appointment later in the day—which meant I’d likely be late for my 5 p.m. meeting.

Now let me clarify something.

I volunteered to take her.

But my wife doesn’t drive. Well… she technically can. She just won’t drive on the interstate anymore. She avoids it like it’s under federal investigation. She will happily add thirty minutes to a trip just to stay on back roads. Riding with her feels like being chauffeured by a very nervous 16-year-old taking her first driver’s test.

I love her dearly. I also consider Uber a spiritual gift.

We arrived early for her 2 p.m. appointment, secretly hoping they might see her ahead of schedule. That optimism faded around 3 p.m. when she was finally called back. My meeting requires me to leave the house by 4 p.m.

At 3:45 she came out—with a nurse. I stood up, hopeful.

“Nope,” she said. “One more procedure.”

Of course.

She finally emerged again, apologizing because she knew I’d be late. It’s hard to be frustrated at someone who genuinely feels bad, especially when you know she can’t help it.

I dropped her off, drove to my meeting, and arrived thirty minutes late… only to discover the group had been deep in an off-topic rabbit trail discussion. For once in my life, being late worked in my favor.

The rest of the week doesn’t look much better. Meetings. Doctor appointments. Obligations stacked like cordwood. Meanwhile, I have a craft fair this Saturday and hardly any time to finish the projects I planned to sell. It’s looking more and more like I’ll be burning the midnight oil just to have something on the table besides a smile and a price tag.

And then there’s my fishing buddy.

I enjoy his friendship. I truly do. But I think I may be his primary source of entertainment. His wife works. He doesn’t drive outside of town. So most days he’s in his recliner watching television. Tuesday breakfasts are the highlight of his week unless we fish or wander around the tackle shop.

Now that the weather is warming up, the question has already started:

“So… when are we going fishing?”

I love fishing. I really do. But I’m not wired to sit in a recliner all day waiting for someone to rescue me from boredom. I’ve got crafts to make. Bible studies to attend. Appointments to keep. Responsibilities that don’t pause just because the fish are biting.

Having a medical condition that requires lab work or weekly-to-monthly doctor visits can be increasingly challenging. The physical part is one thing. The mental part is another. Sitting in waiting rooms gives your mind far too much freedom to wander into the land of “What will the doctor find this week?”

If I could offer one small suggestion to anyone walking that road, it would be this: bring a book. Or in my case, a Kindle. Reading helps me escape the mental spiral. It shifts my focus away from lab numbers and test results and places it somewhere far more peaceful. If you let it, the stress will take over. And some weeks—like this one—it tries really hard.

Truthfully, this post is simply me letting off a little steam. Sometimes writing it out is the healthiest thing I can do. It helps me process the frustration, the schedule overload, the internal pressure to be everywhere at once for everyone.

Some weeks feel balanced. Others feel like the walls are inching closer.

This is one of those weeks.

But I also know this: weeks like this pass. Meetings end. Appointments get checked off. Craft fairs come and go. Even fishing trips can wait.

For now, I’ll take a deep breath, set the alarm a little earlier, probably stay up a little later, and remind myself that hectic seasons don’t last forever.

And maybe next week… I’ll go fishing.

Thankful for Family, Pudding, and the Pawprints on My Heart

27 Thursday Nov 2025

Posted by Tim Hughes Living with CML in Photography

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Banana, Cat, Family, Food, Friendship, Heart, Memorial, Memories, pudding, Turkey

For those that celebrate Thanksgiving, I’d like to wish everyone a joyous day filled with family and close friends.

My day started early—early enough that even the sun asked for five more minutes—running last minute errands so I could make my famous banana pudding. Famous, at least, in my kitchen. Made from scratch, layered with love, patience, and just the right amount of “don’t look at it too long or it won’t set.” It’s a simple recipe really, but it’s oh-so good… if you like banana pudding, that is. If you don’t, we can still be friends, but I might silently judge your dessert choices.

Today, my family is gathering at my brother’s new home to celebrate with my other siblings, my parents, and enough side dishes to feed a small frontier town. And by the way—if you’ve been keeping up with the family chronicles—Mom is back home and doing much better. The prayers, check-ins, and coordinated sibling scheduling actually worked. Thanksgiving miracle? I’d like to think so.

I also want to say I’ve been overwhelmed—in the best possible way—by the comments made these past few days about my beloved Clyde. Losing him has been tough, heavier than expected, and quieter than our home has felt in years. The love you’ve all shown has lifted that a little. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy days to read about Clyde and send your condolences. It means more than you know. The internet can be a strange place sometimes, but every now and then it shows up with a casserole of comfort and a hug in comment form.

Clyde left a legacy of routine faucet drinks, shower supervision, quiet companionship, and unconditional loyalty. And while today is about gratitude, family, and pudding prestige—I’d be lying if I didn’t admit part of my thankful list is that I got to love a buddy like him for as long as I did.

So from our family to yours: May your turkey be tender, your pudding be perfectly layered, and your moments together be long-lasting. And if you happen to be eating banana pudding today—well then, you’re clearly doing it right.

Happy Thanksgiving, friends. I truly appreciate you all.

365 Day Photo Challenge 337/365 “Renewed Friendships”

02 Wednesday Dec 2015

Posted by Tim Hughes Living with CML in Photography

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365 Day Photo Challenge, Alabama, Cancer, Friendship, Leukemia, Oncologist, Travel

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After my appointment with my oncologist I spent some time renewing an old friendship with a young lady from my past.  I had seen that she was in town for a few days and I called her up to see if she wanted to meet for some coffee.  She was elated to hear from me.  We met at a local coffee shop where we talked for over two hours.  I drank so much coffee I think it will be sometime next week before I get any sleep.

It’s amazing how time gets away from you.  I had no idea that it had been ten years since I’d seen her.  We had so much to talk about but so little time to catch up.  She had to hurry on to catch a flight back to where she’s now living.  It was really good to be able to spend what little time I had with her today.  I’m hoping that it won’t be another ten years before I get a chance to see her again.

“Life Goes On!”

365 Day Photo Challenge 303/365 “She Misses Her Girls”

29 Thursday Oct 2015

Posted by Tim Hughes Living with CML in Photography

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365 Day Photo Challenge, Cats, Dedication, Friendship, Girls, Kids, Twins

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I know I’ve posted this picture before but this one fits tonight’s topic so well.  Every time my girls leave the house, whether it’s going to school, to church or just going out to the store with their mom, Sophie will either sit by the door or sit on the back of the couch looking outside waiting on her girls to come home.  Most of the day while the girls are away at school both of our cats will stay on the foot of my bed but when it gets close to the time for the girls to get home Sophie will take her place on the back of the couch and wait for her girls to come home.  Once the girls are home she stays by their side until they go to bed.  I’ve never owned a cat that was so dedicated to any of my kids as she is.  The other cat is just happy that we feed him and keep his food dish completely ful.

“Life Goes On!”

365 Day Photo Challenge 289/365 “The Next Chapter”

15 Thursday Oct 2015

Posted by Tim Hughes Living with CML in Photography

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365 Day Photo Challenge, Bad Business, Friend, Friendship, Retirement

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It will be a challenging day tomorrow because we’re losing one of our guys.  He’s been with the company for over twelve years and I not only count him as a co worker but also as a dear friend.  He’s had all he can take and he’s found him another job elsewhere.

A little over a year ago our department changed management and to be honest no one likes the new guy.  He’s too strict and so dominating.  He doesn’t believe in camaraderie and everything should be strictly business.  He’s too much of a company man.  I’ve been with this company for nearly thirty years and I’ve never been treated as bad as I have been treated during the last few months and it’s only getting worse.  I don’t blame my friend at all for leaving.  In fact, if I were in the same shoes I’d be right behind him.  However, I’ve only got 34 months before I can retire so I’m going to have to keep biting my tongue and live with it until either my boss gets the message, I get fired or I retire.

I wish you the best my friend.

“Life Goes On!”

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