Farm Chicks 2015

Farm chicks is a really big junk and antique show in Spokane.  It features some of the most creative people from the Northwest.  Artists that reuse, re purpose and create with talent and imagination and then share their goodies with farm chicks and farm chick wanna be's.  That's a lot of and's. Sorry.

I picked Shelly up at 6 a.m. on Friday, we drove to Sea Tac to pick up Sheryl.  She had been in Montana and possibly could have met us in Spokane but then would have missed the journey.  What's to miss?  A tummy ache from laughing, breakfast at a diner and a farm tour from Max.  So yeah, she had to meet us in Seattle.

 First stop was at Twede's Diner in North Bend for breakfast.  No fast food for these girls.  We wanted an experience wherever we went on this road trip and that included all meals, stops, detours.

Twede's was delicious and our waitress was a doll.  It was just the beginning of us making friends wherever we stopped.

 Our next stop was in George, WA to visit my baby, Max.  I brought him a strawberry pizza and a bag of things for his new place.  He took us on a tour of the farms and was full of information.  The girls had a lot of questions for Farmer Max.  Then we went to see my mom-in-love, Es.  We were planning to go to lunch but we ate too much breakfast. And we had to get to Spokane to buy our tickets.

 Shelly brought her Garmin and we tagged her Gabby.  She told us where to go all weekend.  Our next stop was Farm Chicks to purchase our tickets for the next day.  Shelly put in the address and off we went to find Farm Chicks.

Gabby told us to take an exit about 25 miles from Spokane.  We oohed and ahhed at how quickly we'd arrived.  Uhmmm, this doesn't look quite right but Gabby said so we kept going.  Apparently, the Farm Chicks address is Serena's address.  We took it as an invitation...

I kid, we turned around, got back on I-90 and drove to Spokane Fairgrounds to purchase our tickets.  We checked into the Davenport Towers.  Found our room and then a lovely drink in the Safari Grill.

 On Saturday we got up, put on our cute shoes or cowgirl boots and got in line for the show.  

It was hot!  We were excited!

 We shopped until noon, then we got hot and hungry.

 Shelly and I ran into Holly, the only pic I have of Holly is her finger on the lens.  Sometimes I am just not thinking.  I wish I had a pic of Holly because she is a true blue Farm Chick.

 Sheryl showed up, and we agreed that we were hot and hungry but it wasn't anything that lunch and a drink couldn't fix so we drove to Chaps.  It turns out that was a brilliant decision since they were closed for dinner for private event that night.

 Chaps is a bucket of pretty. A big farm-sized bucket of pretty, clever and imagination in a bakery slash restaurant.  And then we met Chaps owner extraordinaire, Miss Celeste.  It just got better and better.  We had a lot of fun with Celeste.  She owns Chaps, has three boys, writes for a magazine.  She runs Lucky, her little antique shop.  She is a nurse, so her and her husband, a surgeon go on Doctors without Borders annually.  They leave for Uganda soon.  One very busy, talented, gracious lady.  She leisurely chatted with us, never mind that she was hosting dinner for 200 in a few hours and had house guests.

 Even the bathroom is pretty.  I loved the mirror.

 Then it was back to Farm Chicks for more shopping and inspiration.

To be continued...