I decided to make another slip. The one I had made last month only needed minor tweaking to be ‘just right.’ Lucky for me, whenever a pattern calls for bias tape, I make it myself. It’s just that I make entirely too much. What can I say? It’s just plain fun! But it certainly is handy for things like hat bands and slip straps. It gives a little pizazz to otherwise everyday items.
Now. Which one do I use?
The latch broke. I can’t complain. The old one was over ten years old. Actually, it’s a blessing. I noticed his name tag was too worn down to read. Now he has a new collar and tag in case he gets lost. He’s a little tired now. He had to show it off to all his friends. He thinks he’s beautiful.
My projects have not been going smoothly this past week. I’m not certain whether I had three migraine headaches or a three-day migraine headache. My head was so full of mush.
I’ve mended nighties. I’ve taken in skirts and pants. I’ve added pockets where there were none. I don’t know about you, but I have got to have phone pockets.
Now that that is over, it’s time for real sewing. Since one nightie was tossed, I need another. After digging through my stash, I came up with some insipid pink that I have no idea from where it came. It is cotton, two yards long and 68 inches wide. It’ll do. Maybe I’ll put some embroidery on it. And, yeah, it’ll have pockets.
Silver pretties for my dresser. One piece of glass is missing and the buff is worn down from the buffer. I thought about getting it replaced, but it didn’t seem the right to do. Some old things shouldn’t be ‘fixed’. Thanks, Sweetums. You’re the best!
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 