Sew, sew...

I come from a family who sewed all the time. I married into a family that sews all the time. But I am a sewing dud.

I have a lovely, fancy sewing machine. I asked my husband for it for Christmas several years ago.

It has been sitting in its box in the spare bedroom for several years. Only used maybe twice.

Today I broke it out again...for a purpose that I can't reveal at this point in time because it might spill beans or let cats out of bags that ought not be spilled or let loose.

At any rate. It is always interesting to do something new and unusual with a four year old around.

She is always so very helpful.

While I am reading the instructions and trying to figure out how to load the thread and all, she keeps wanting to look at the instruction manual.

"I want to look at the pictures."

"Ellen, why do you need to look at the pictures?"

"So I can tell you how to do that."

In a few minutes, after I have figured out how to get the thread where it's supposed to be, and am trying to get the material where IT belongs Ellen peers over my shoulder and comments;

"That's not the way Auntie does it."

Well, hmmmm....!

I really do dream someday of being able to sew neat thinggummybobs and make my own curtains and napkins and potholders and other crafty things to give as gifts. But I am waiting until someone is in school. I have enough trouble attempting new things without a running commentary going on.

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Frau Guten Tag said…
I have always wanted to know how to sew. I dream of being able to make my own clothes. And Joseph's clothes!!

But I have absolutely no clue how. And Im scared to spend money on a sewing machine when I dont know how to sew. I soooo wish I had taken sewing in high school, but at the time I was scared it was too hard & I wouldnt be able to do it.

Ho hum
November 9, 2011 at 5:19 PM
Calfkeeper said…
Frau-Well I can say that it isn't hard. At least once you figure out how to thread the thing. But learning how to use all the fun options just takes time and I'd spend more time setting it up and taking it down thatn I would actually learning to use it.

I also wish I'd taken sewing in high school.
November 10, 2011 at 4:55 PM
Calfkeeper said…
Frau-Well I can say that it isn't hard. At least once you figure out how to thread the thing. But learning how to use all the fun options just takes time and I'd spend more time setting it up and taking it down thatn I would actually learning to use it.

I also wish I'd taken sewing in high school.
November 10, 2011 at 4:55 PM
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