So, as I drove to Antelope Saturday, I realized three things. 1: I had never met these three women whom I'd be spending the next 24 hours with in a town I'd never been to. 2: I could very well be chopped up into tiny pieces by "them" and stuffed into miscellaneous cropper hoppers and never seen or heard from again. 3: I could end up meeting three really fun, spontaneous, wacky ladies with whom I'd share Big Lots, chocolate, and my sewing machine. I'm happy to report that thing 3 won.