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Showing posts with label Sewing machines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sewing machines. Show all posts

Thursday, February 28, 2008

February...Ughhhhhhhh!


Daughter Kat called this evening, on the way to a meeting after work, to tell me that she missed reading my blog. I guess it has been quite a while since I posted. Brother Steve calls and asks me if I'm OK when I don't post for a while.

February has always been my unfavorite month. Too long Winter, too far to Spring! How can you get excited about anything when the world looks like this on one of the rare good days? Thank God, February is nearly gone (would be gone except that Leap Year gives us an extra day. Oh, goody!)


The past few weeks have been full of cold, grim, gray days with too much wind. I've filled these "lovely" days taking myself and Mom to doctors, dentists, oral surgeons, diverse hospital tests, etc., ad infinitum. I have always believed that I was meant to spend winter hibernating, in a luxurious fur lined cave. I would have enjoyed that more. I might need an assortment of good books and a book light to help make the days more enjoyable in that cave. Even my cat, Cho Cho, has cabin fever and blames me for the miserable weather that keeps him indoors.


But, this week we are having several sunny, warm days (although still short) and this morning while feeding the birds (I didn't fall on my hand and face this time) I discovered a few tiny green shoots coming up along the brick path in the herb garden and some tulip leaves are coming through the soil in the front prairie flower border. Even the little red headed House Finch males are singing their sweet mating songs at Toad Haven.


I finally figured out how to install the free motion foot on my Bernette and have done a bit of experimenting using it without very good results. I haven't yet gotten the hang of how to keep the machine running steadily while I move the fabric sandwich so that the stitches are even and go where I want them to. I am really wondering if this wouldn't be more effective if I was using a Bernina machine with a stitch regulator. While researching embellishing machines online I find that Bernina has a great felting attachment, also. I am seriously thinking that I need (want?) a sewing machine that can piece and free motion quilt as well as do machine embroidery and felting. This would help me overcome my quilting, embroidering handicap of worn out thumb joints. But I am also having a hard time convincing myself that I need it enough to justify the high cost, since it is really a hobby, even if an avocation. I have never been good at justifying expenditures for my own pleasure. Maybe I can convince myself that I am a professional in training. (Everyone knows that it's all right to invest money in one's profession.)

Sunday, October 28, 2007

My Mother Warned Me


that there would be days like this. The Boston Red Sox won the World Series, completely humiliating the Rockies by sweeping them out of their own stadium. The Red Sox couldn't do anything wrong and the Rockies couldn't do anything right. Where in the world did they find all of those unbelievable players? Oh well, it reminds me of the first time the Broncos played in the Super Bowl; we Coloradoans are used to waiting for next year. And think how many years it took Boston to win a World Series. I just hope the Rockies don't have to wait that long.

The game was not doing a good job of keeping my attention, so I went to my bedroom and started doing the top stitching on my June 12 x 12, and a couple of inches from the end there was a strange noise from the machine and the needle holding element fell off. It is rather difficult to sew on a quilt without a needle. Joe, my fantastic tool man of a husband, checked it out and thinks he can fix it tomorrow, when he is able to find the appropriate equipment out in his shop. I hope he can because the really nice Canon City man that I bought the machine from, passed away a couple of years later and, as far as I know, no one else sells and/or repairs Berninas or Bernettes locally. How could I survive living without my machine if it has to go stay in Colorado Springs for a while? Now I understand why serious quiltmakers have multiple machines.