I signed up to sell at a local farmer’s market. I did this last year and although it wasn’t very profitable, I had great fun doing it. All vendors got free beer or margaritas and there was always a great live band playing.
Today, I went for the first time in this season. A lot of people remembered me from last year and others were excited to see the new stuff I brought from Bangkok/India.
But this post isn’t about them, This post is about why even though I am dead tired(setup starts at 4p/m and by the time I reached home it was 9.30p/m) I am sitting here smiling, writing this post.
Towards the end of the market, this dude comes to my tent. MS,we’ll call him.
MS:Are you from India?
Me:Nope.I’m from Singapore
MS:Are you of Indian origin?
Me:Yes.
MS: Oh I am of Indian origin, though I was born in America. I don’t know though which part of India my parents are from.
ME;Oh , do you speak Hindi or any Indian language.
MS:Nope. So do you do this full time. Do you own your own business?
Me:I do this on a very small scale. I have more fairs during Christmas season.
MS;So you are from Singapore. OMG, I love that place..I was there on layover and the food is awesome..blah blah blah
Me;Nice(meanwhile I am taking down and packing stuff)
MS:So how long have you been in CO?
Me: 3 years.
MS:How long have you been in US?
ME:9 -10 years I dont remember.
MS:Are you a student now?
ME:Hmmm..Nope. I am stay home, I am married
MS:Oh!
Me: I need to go get my car. I have to pack everything up
MS:Okay I’ll walk you to it.
ME;No thats fine.
MS:No no come one, I dont bite you know
We walk and he is talking about himself, what he does and blah.Finally I stop next to my mommy van.
MS: You drive a van?
ME: Umm yeah I HAVE FOUR KIDS>
MS:His jaw literally drops. No way, you got to be shitting me. You dont look like a mother at all. and you have FOUR. How old are you.
ME; Its not very polite asking one her age.
MS: Oh come now, you look like you are in twenties and you have 4 kids.
Me: I going to be eeek 31 soon.
MS:NO WAY. You dont look 31. I thought you were a college kid.
ME: Dude, flattery isnt going to get you anywhere.
I finally laugh and get into the van and said goodnight. I came home and told NK.His first question, Kya woh budha ta(was he old). No he was young. Then he proceeds to not talk about this. I keep smiling and telling him its huge ego booster. He is now sleeping and I am writing this down so that I wont forget it . So yeah losing 20 odd pounds and having random strangers compliment you beats any Italian dessert.
edited:I added the outfit I was wearing that night and because Ashwina took a picture which I actually like and look slim in 
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F*cking awesome!!! You go HOT Momma!!!
LOL Crissa..
hahahhaha awesomeeeeeee!!! You go..hottie!!
*Blushes*
hahahaha! great story! you do look awesome in your “after” photo.
Thanks Anita
Definitely better than any tiramisu! So all your weight loss efforts have paid off!
YUP..whats better is that all the shopping I get do
The guy is right you know!
wow! what a cool thing to happen!
That’s excellent. And you’re looking GREAT.
Btw, how’s wordpress compared to blogger? I’ve been thinking of moving too but can’t quite decide.
u’re such a cutie!
Roflmao @ : ” I am stay home” and “kya woh budha tha” !