Thursday, December 4, 2008
Close to Nowhere
“The last straw...”
• Do you ever have those days when you feel like one more little thing and you’re going to go completely over the edge?
I often do and it seems like lately, those days are more and more frequent.
I’m making some reversible Thanksgiving/Christmas place mats -- my youngest granddaughter is passionate about decorating for whatever season. She especially loves Thanksgiving decorations.
Mary Minor and Janet Jolley at the Extension office had asked me if I’d demonstrate how easy these placemats are during the holiday fair at the library in November.
I was happy to do it, as I love to talk, especially about quilting/sewing.
I’ve begun to think those placemats are jinxed and/or cursed!
The night before the holiday fair, I stayed up late finishing one of the placemats -- it’s much easier to demostrate how neat something is if you have a “something” to look at.
I left the placemat at home. The ladies at the holiday fair were very nice, but it’s hard to visualize how neat something looks when you only have bits and pieces of it.
We all lived through it though and the next week, I began finishing the 36 blocks to make the six placemats (36 front blocks, 36 reverse blocks, a mile or so of two-inch strips, 72 five-inch blocks, cut into 144 triangles -- sounds complicated, it’s so easy!)
I decided that I was good enough to chain sew all the blocks without really looking at them.
I’m not that good. I’m having to rip out about half of them because I centered the blocks wrong and it made the triangles crooked.
But that was OK also. My oldest granddaughter was confirmed at church Sunday and for the momentous occasion, she allowed me to make her a white, lacy dress that was actually pretty.
I decided to make the overskirt diagonal (the white, lacy strips look really good that way). It’s a booger sewing a long skirt with diagonal lace!
I’ve been sewing for over 40 years now (even before I was born!). I know better than to sew over a straight pin -- especially with a delicate needle and fabric.
Yes, I hit the pin. Yes, it broke the delicate needle. It also knocked the bobbin and sewing machine out of time. I’ve sewn over thousands of pins in my time and have never crashed a machine before.
My machine is in the shop and I had to finish the difficult, diagonal lace skirt on my granddaughter’s “el cheapo” sewing machine. I did not enjoy it!
• One really good thing this week was “the wall” coming to Holly Springs.
I watched the fantastic bikers ride in, along with the ROTC color guard, the law enforcement cars and the helicopter escorting the truck carrying the wall come up the street, onto the square.
I stood and wept with almost everyone else. My heart was full to bursting.
We all stood on the square, young and old, black and white, rich and poor -- and were proud to be Americans!
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