Membership has its privileges.

It's official.  I am a card-carrying, dues-paying, show-and-telling member of the Irish Patchwork Society Eastern Branch.  A lovely lady named Mary sat by me and got me up to speed on all the goings on of the guild.  Pat Murphy's cousin's wife Ann saw me there again and was so kind to invite me to her sewing group that meets the second Saturday of the month.  It's on like Donkey Kong.