A sea of white and gray that goes forever.  Sounds beautiful doesn’t it?  Dream away because arrival at the convention center is never a pretty sight. The sea of white…polyester curtains.  The sea of gray…steel poles.  Then someone throws in some purple carpet. Sometimes I arrive with a plan for the booth but not this time.  We had extra help from Pauline and Pam who I met through blogging! They worked so hard to help us figure out what to do.  They held quilts as I stood back and gave the thumbs up or down.  They went up and down that ladder too many times to count and we were…