I hem. Therefore I don’t think I really sew, I think I just hem. I’m not a perfectionist which makes it hard to have things fit correctly when you’re aiming for the clothes not to fall off or the dress to go over your hips (or head). My mom, she sews. My grandma, she’s amazing. Her bucket list has three things on it-two of which involve finishing her latest skirt/blouse combo. Not me. Did I mention I just hem? I’ve considered taking classes at the local Fancy Tiger but I could just as easily learn from my mom. I’ll let you know how that works out.
In the meantime-I’m bound and determined to teach my girls to sew, er, I mean hem : ) Here’s some recent photos of two projects we did together (they cut and used the machine-all I did was pin and iron). Very proud of my little seamstresses in the making. I have some of M making a blanket but haven’t downloaded those yet…oops.
The photo of “Little Singer” is S using my sewing machine I used to use when I was little. The nostalgia was much better than reality, though. It’s small and doesn’t go backwards-and I couldn’t get the bobbin to refill (it’s this special tiny little thing) so we finished up on the Bernina-ah…I love my Bernina. $10 at a school auction sale-thanks AD (that’s my bff from college) for the great buy-has it already been?- 14 years ago?!
Sorry for the previous no-photo blog posts. That’s just not fun at all!
La Gringa Cafe tonight-Chicken Pot Pie, Fried Rice and Tacos on the menu-and of course chocolate chip cookies for dessert : )