Honestly, I may never sew again. “Michelle, you can sew?!” “Yes. It’s really not that hard.” I took lessons about 11 years ago with some girls from work. Wednesday nights with Ms. Edna over at Hancock Fabrics. It was a good time and I was learning something valuable – and knew that my Nama would be proud.
The very last of my projects from last weekend was to sew some overlays for my bff, Dana. Tonight she’s throwing a graduation party for her sister-in-law, who graduated from law school last Saturday.
Whenever Dana has a party, there’s always a theme…Dana loves a good theme. So she’s gone all out for this shin-dig tonight and as usual, when she started planning this party, I offered to help.
“I got this fabric that I want you to make some overlays for the cocktail tables…” she said.
{Can’t I just make a cake or some cupcakes or brownies or something? Or bring some chips and dip?}
So last weekend, in between the painting of the colored metal and making Eliza Jane’s bow frame, I was working on this little project. “Was” is the key word.
I “was” working on it until my sewing machine decided to go on the fritz. I was just chugging along and boom, it hit. Confusion. I’d threaded my bobbin, but nothing was happening. “What they hey?”
I tried, tried, and tried again, but nothing was happening. “Now what?” I mumbled. I unplugged it and just let it sit, knowing I could come back to it later.
Here’s my sewing machine (it’s REALLY old, and was a hand-me-down by a friend’s mom about 11 years ago).
Thinking the inevitable (it was NOT GOING TO WORK. EVER. AGAIN), I picked up some stitch witch at Wal-Mart the other day. I’d never actually used it before, but I knew of this little miracle.
To sew or not to sew was an easy decision….I would not. The machine will not work.
So I rose early this morning (before 7am), gathered my tools – the cut fabric, the Heat n Bond (same thing as stitch witch) and my amazing Rowenta (I heart her):
We went to work. I actually ironed down the “seam” first, then inserted my stitch witchery, then ironed again….slowly.
It took me about 30 minutes to do 2.5 of these (they are rather large) and I have to say I’m pleased.
I may never sew again. Honestly. This was easier…and I didn’t look like the Hunchback of Notre Dame after it was all over {anybody else feel like this after tensing up over your machine for hours on end??}
If you can’t sew, or just don’t know how to, but need a small hem mended or want to put together an overlay for your display table, grab some stitch witch, your ironing board and get to work!
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