Did you know I can sew? Yeah, not one of my better accomplishments but in a pinch I can do it. My father, a misogynist and sexist boor gave me a sewing kit similar to this one for my graduation from high school gift…and, I think because it was free on his credit card statement (remember when they used to do that to entice you to spend MORE money) and also, because it didn’t arrive in time to give it to my SISTER for Xmas. My sister is definitely more domesticated than I. Mine is beige and has lots more room for spools of thread on it than the one shown here. I’ve rarely had to replace any of those spools that came with it, because there was so much! And, although it really was one of those HUH moments of why someone would give you such a thing, I have kept it for the last 30 plus years. Used it, and slowly added to it. Grandma, a champion sewer, had a beautiful sewing basket that I have kept out of nostalgia and I added her shears and some of the other things from it to mine, after all, needles and safety pins never fade away in their apparent value.
Today I had to sew up a few things in preparation for the conference and resultant travel. How is it everything needs repairing all at once? Well, I procrastinate until I have no choice and do it all at once. I’m pretty good, I have to say, despite never having made my own clothes and only repairs over the years. My sister-in-law made her wedding dress, which was absolutely gorgeous as well some horrible maids dresses (I know, I had to wear one).
I only got two-three pin pricks, because, apparently I can’t see as well as I once did. I use a thingy I have no idea what it is called, that helps me thread the needle, if I can see the eye of the needle to stick it through. Okay, I’ll admit, I want to know what this thingy is called now…it has a narrow metal crossed band that you put the thread in and pull it through the needle, effectively threading the needle. Anyone know what it’s official name is?
Funniest darn thing happened though, I sewed a button on a shirt, on the INSIDE accidentally, and tight too. Trying to get that thing back off was frustrating, but I had done a good job. I laughed at that one, but now it’s all sewed on good and tight, and on the correct side.
So, as my skills at domesticity surprise you all (me too) and my eyesight fails, I want to remind you to READ while you CAN and while you are at it…check out my books at: