Told you…… Same place, today.
I am very happy to announce the first give away of my company!! Or, let's say it this way: my first give away as a designer!!
It's kind of funny when I have to talk about me or my company. Confusing?? Well, as some of you may know (and for the ones who doesn't know it), I am one of the few in this industry that is the owner of a textile company and designer of all the fabric lines at the same time. Did you arrive at the same conclusion that I do every day? LOTS OF WORK!! :) Another conclusion? TOTAL FREEDOM!! The most obvious conclusion? THE BEST JOB IN THE WORLD!! I loooooove what I do and everyday I get up convinced that I was born for this…
As I told you yesterday, I wanted this give away to be very exciting. That's why I am giving two 50 FAT QUARTER BUNDLES prizes.
Oh, yes! My babies will be so happy to find a new home and be along with other fabrics in the stash of the new owners….
Remember I told you yesterday to be ready to laugh??
I have a question for you and the two most funny answers will win:
WHAT WAS THE MOST FUNNY/WEIRD SITUATION THAT YOU HAVE HAD AT YOUR SEWING ROOM WHEN ABOUT TO START SEWING?
I am sure many of you will have a great time and laugh when reading all the comments.
Please be sure to include your email address in your comment so, if you win, the babies can go home with you…
I will live comments/answers open until March 12, so be sure to post your answer before that date to win!
And this is just my first give away… I have many more coming up!
So subscribe, subscribe, subscribe to my blog to be the first one to know about more free fabric, free patterns, random cash prizes and many more cool and inspiring ideas (like video tutorials) that I will put here in the coming months….
You see, I want everybody to know ART GALLERY Fabrics and experience (like all sewers and quilters say) the pleasure to sew on my premium quality cotton brand.
Now, I think I wrote enough; so now it's your turn. So give me your best answers!
Handmade rocks… So keep on stitching!
Patricia
Art Gallery Fabrics - The Creative Blog 
257 responses to “100 FAT QUARTERS GIVE AWAY!”
Well, all I know is that my mother still dines out on the story of me and my first sewing machine…..I bought an Elna when I was expecting my first child, because the maternity clothes way back then were appalling. And I went for one lesson at the shop and brought home the machine, sat down and sewed up a very simple maternity dress, and was just finishing the last seam when Mum popped in to visit. I asked her to come and see what I had been doing and sat down to finish off and she started laughing hysterically. Pointing at the machine and gasping for air as she shrieked with laughter. I was 21 and not impressed. When she could draw breath, she told me I was sewing everything backwards. The machine was set in reverse. I was pulling all the fabric towards me. Hmph. What did I know. It worked. It sewed. But we all still grin about it. The last demonstration in the shop left the machine in reverse, so I just sat down and sewed. Backwards. I am better at it now, may I add!
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went to my sewing maching one day and found our puppy had chewed the cord connecting the foot pedal to the machine. they were no longer connected.
maybe she was trying to tell me something.
:)
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Growing up I went to a 4-H sewing workshop every summer. I think it was the second time I went, I had accidentally bought a kids pattern when I needed the adults. Of course, I didn’t realize my mistake until I had most of the dress done and went to try it on….:/
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My fiance was gone one evening and I started getting bored. The only decent thing on television was The Exorcist. Boredom overcame the chicken in me and I got through around twenty minutes of it (around five of those minutes with the television on mute, face in a throw pillow) before deciding that it was a great time to do something else. So I decided to get that duvet cover my sister’s been wanting done. Set up the sewing machine… get the previously pinned fabric together… about to set the fabric under the foot… AND THE SEWING MACHINE STARTS BY ITSELF! I of course run like the headless chicken that I am out of the room closing the door behind me. A couple of seconds later, my dog scratches the door from the inside the room, whines, and I realize that he had been under the table, accidentally pressing the foot pedal. That stinker.
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I recently purchased an old green Riccar 3400 sewing machine at the thrift store. After cleaning and oiling it, I tried to sew with it. The bobbin thread kept jamming up, so I’d pop the thing out and look at it a bit and put it back in. I didn’t actually do anything to it before sticking it back in, as if that somehow was going to make a difference in the next try. Over and over it kept jamming, till finally I was hollering at the thing every time I took the bobbin case out.
After about an hour of this, it dawned on me that there might be a reason for all the various bobbins that came in the little box with it. Only one out of the 20 or so bobbins that came with it actually fit that particular machine. By the time I found the right one, I was too peeved to sew for a while.
It works great now! Now I just have to remember to buy new bobbins the next time I’m out.
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Before I took my first sewing class, I read everything there was to know about sewing. I could tell you how to cut bias tape, but I couldn’t sew one on.
I was the know-it-all in the class. I would answer any questions that were asked, even if it was for the instructor. I know my classmates rolled their eyes at me. I was so obnoxious, I kind of hated me too. :)
The time came for the final project, I chose a backpack for my 3 year old. Everything was going well until it came time to actually sew the thing.
Every time I started to sew, the thread would bunch up on the underside of the fabric, or the thread would break. I’d adjust the tension and start again. Same thing would happen.
I just knew it was my machine. I would rant to my husband that since I had bought the basic model, it was a complete piece of crap! He soon learned not to ask how my project was going.
Five days of this finally got to me. In tears, I called my instructor. She invited me over along with some other students that needed extra help too. She set up her machine for me and I started to sew my project. I told her how wonderful it was to finally sew on such a fantastic machine after sewing on my crappy one.
Mary, my instructor, asked if she could look over my machine. I told her she could HAVE it for all I cared. A few minutes later she had the problem solved.
I had been sewing without a pressure foot. Seems you need one of those to sew.
Guess I’m not a know-it-all.
Be way, I never told my husband it And was user error. I would never live it down!
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I think I did all the crazy beginners faults:
– I did cut two left sleeves and than wonder why it won’t fit. And the best part was – there wasn’t any fabric left, because it was a really tiny piece; enough for one little baby shirt…
– I sew a skirt-to-be on my trousers while making a lovely hem.
– I sew a missing button of a skirt on my little girl (chasing her around the kitchen > does that count as the beginners mistake or just plain stupidity)
Yes, that’s me. The lifetime beginner :o)
Best wishes from Slovenia
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Sewing with a 2 year old son and a boston terrier at your feet is always an adventure. And the only way I can sew…unless they are both napping.
While sewing…C.J.(my son) stopped by the kitchen for the hundredth time…only this time to ask me to help him do something VERY important. “mama…jamas OFF!” “help pease…jamas off”.
pictures are on my blog:
http://cocojdesigns.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-purse-bag.html
Thank you!
Corrie
corrie126@hotmail.com
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I love this question. It takes me back to my first days of sewing. I had a small run-in with a hammer, some snaps and a new table.
http://badskirt.blogspot.com/2008/05/sewing-weapons-101.html
I’ve subscribed to your blog as well. Thanks for a great giveaway!
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My funny sewing story actually involves my boyfriend. He’s no sewer, but he wanted to know how to hem his own pants. So I showed him how to pin and measure them, how to thread the machine, and sew the seam.
I was away from home when he started his first solo attempt at this. I got a frantic text message from him stating that he had broken my sewing machine. I was not worried, knowing that most things can be repaired and told him not to panic. The next text said not to worry, that he had bought me a new one! A new sewing machine! I thought that he must really have done a good job of breaking the first one!
When I returned home, I asked him to show me the damage. It turned out that he had broken the needle!
Bless!
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this happened in one of my sewing classes. a girl was getting ready to sew some piping onto the edge of her blanket. she had her zipper foot and everything in place. then I look over and she has the zipper foot on TOP of the piping, not beside it. we went back and forth as to where the foot was supposed to be, then she decided to sew how she wanted to… within a minute she had managed to stab herself with her sewing machine.
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I must say to being with – your fabrics are beautiful! (do you have any Australian suppliers??)
I don’t really have an amusing story — more an amusing rule with my partner. At first I was horrified at the amount of money he spent at the hardware store. We seemed to end up there every weekend buying nails or some new “toy”. Then a new fabric store opened across the road. So my rule is that I get to spend the same amount of money on fabric that he does at the hardware store. Needless to say – he started spending less which actually turned out to be a disadvantage for me!
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Well, funny, weird, emberassing… Before I had a dressform I had to fit my tops on my own body and since I was too lazy to take off m clothes every time I would just sit there in my underwear…. not thinking about how my window faces our terrace….
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I was on HGTV many years ago making a hand painted canvas wallet. When it cam time for me to actually sew my machine wouldn’t work- kept sewing in the same spot, cameras on and everything. I was so flustered they had to stop everything. I messed with my machine for a long time before they finally made me pretend to magically sew my wallet with a snap of my fingers (don’t we all wish we had this magical power!). Anyway, we finished up, they left, and I spent the whole night flustered about my machine not working and how dumb I felt (brand new machine btw). The next day, with a clearer mind, I realized the stitch length was set at 0 and the feed dogs were way down.!! No wonder it kept sewing in the same spot. I felt like such a dork! Probably should have had my machine ready before being on national television!! Nerves I guess.
Thanks for this great opportunity. Your fabric is gorgeous!
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My two year old, who is convinced he can talk me into anything, came up to me last night. “I need to make my quilt.” No honey, you are too little. “But mom, sewing is my favorite thing to do in the whole world. Please???” It almost worked. I got him a spool of thread and scraps and let him pretend…
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What a fabulous give-away! I’m trying to think of something funny…. But all the comes to mind is sad. I was working on a project for a college class and suddenly there is smoke & a bad smell coming out of the back of my sewing machine. The computer board had burnt out!
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Unfortunately our cat’s litterbox is in the same room as my sewing machine. I swear that cat holds his poop all day until he sees me sit down to sew (at night, after the kids are in bed), because he insists on coming in and stinking up the place every time! I don’t know if it’s funny or just plain gross.
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I have a great sewing studio with natural light and custom-made furniture from my husband, George. (It was my Christmas 2004 present I actually got for Christmas 2006, but that is another story.) In my small space, I wanted a multi-purpose table that could be used for cutting, sewing, painting, etc., at counter-top height rather than table height as I am 5’10”. I have a drafting chair that is taller so sitting at the table isn’t an issue, but the cord for my foot pedal is too short for it to set on the floor as are my legs unable to rest on the floor. So, I am still using the upended empty paint can from the walls as a rest for my foot pedal. George has tossed it and I’ve had to rescue it out of the trash a few times.
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the most weird experience in my sewing room was finding a dead beetle nestled deep down inside a box i kept my buttons inside. i thought the box was airtight. how could a beetle find it’s way inside?
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If you mean sewing room as in dining room table…
I sat down to start sewing and all of the sudden I heard an explosion come from the kitchen. My in-laws had started to bake some potatoes, and well… one exploded EVERYWHERE. We all almost peed our pants laughing!! And then, a few days later I decided to bake some cookies to eat while sewing. After sewing for awhile, I began to smell something burning even though the cookies had JUST gone in. Well, the potato didn’t get cleaned up well enough and started to go up in flames!
My mom in law and I had the funniest time trying to clean it up, we desperately wanted those cookies!
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I remember sewing my first project… it was a red purse that was lined and everything! It was horrible, but i LOVED it. I felt so empowered when i was able to put it around my shoulder and show it off in the mirror. I thought a cute large pocket would be perfect after modeling it for a few minutes. I went back to the sewing machine and ended up sewing the purse completely shut. I was too excited about making a purse to even consider that!
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My 2.5 year old loves to watch me sew. That probably should have been a clue to me to be very diligent about putting things away. Sadly, my baby was ready to nurse, so I quickly just turned off and unplugged the iron and didn’t give it another thought. There I was happily nursing my son and it got rather quiet so I knew my daughter was into something. She came out from the dining room and I didn’t think too much of it (thinking I’d stopped her in action).
After finishing nursing my son, I put my daughter down for a nap and went to do something in the kitchen. I kept smelling something burning, but I simply thought it was the fire that my husband had stoked when he was home earlier for lunch. Finally, I walked over to my computer and that was when I saw the iron flat on the wooden dining room table.
Sometime this summer, we’ll be sanding and repainting the dining room set. Guess it’ll be a good time to recover those chairs too!
Here it is stuck (via the wax) to the table:
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3281/3074672811_b044b60e9e.jpg?v=0
Eventually, as it cooled down it released.
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Great give away thanks!
My husband and I were both having school finals and our small studio apartment was filled with either portfolio pieces for his degree or mine. Well of course the night before everything is due for some reason my sewing table breaks!!! How a sturdy new table breaks, we still haven’t the slightest clue! With no where to sew and my deadline in 5 hours I ran and set up my machine ON MY TOILET and sat on the bathtub! Hubby and I still laugh about it.
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I have this doll my grandmother made me when I was little. I used her once to model a baby bib I had made. She is now sitting on the floor in a corner of my sewing room. I walked into the room one day and our puppy followed me. As soon as he made it past the door, he caught sight of the doll and began growling. Then came the barking. He did not like her at all. I had to cover her up to quiet the dog.
Her she is. She isn’t that creepy is she?
http://lifeon19th.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-bib.html
marytini at hotmail dot com
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oh dear. does slicing a big chunk out of my finger with a rotary blade count as funny or weird? i didn’t laugh at the time, but it has been a while so now i can giggle a bit at my mistake.
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OK, one funny thing is that I typed this all up once and then my computer crashed and I lost it so now I’m typing it again. LOL!
So, I’ve never shared this story with anyone outside my family but I love your fabrics so I will embarrass myself for a chance to win smile
One day I sat down to finish sewing some sock monkey’s and apparently I had moved my needle position to the left the last time I used the machine and neglected to move it back when I finished. So I sit down, replace the open toe foot that was on the machine with my 1/4″ foot and start sewing. Of course, the needle breaks. I take the machine apart (a Bernina 153QE) and start hunting out all the little pieces of broken needle. I put in a new needle, re-thread, get myself arranged and back together and ready to start sewing again.
But I’m also an idiot as evidenced by the fact that after all that I STILL forgot to move my needle position. This time the needle breaks in extraordinary fashion. Pieces fly everywhere. I’m cursing my stupidity quite loudly by now and my daughter is looking at me like I’m insane.
So I start again, take the machine apart AGAIN. This time though, I don’t find all the pieces. I’m so frustrated I think “forget it, I’ll put in a new needle, thread it, run the machine and see if it yells at me”. So I close the machine up, get everything ready, MOVE THE NEEDLE TO CENTER and prepare to sew. As I put my foot next to the pedal (I sew in my bare feet) I feel a sharp pain in my heel. I scream and jump back, almost scaring the life out of my 8 year old daughter.
Well, turns out that the good news was that piece of metal was not lurking in my machine waiting to gum up the works, the bad news is that it’s now in my foot. I guess in my frustration I jammed my foot down on the floor hard enough to shove that thing up in there. I tried picking it out but just couldn’t get it. I was too embarrassed to go to the ER for such a thing and after an overnight rest it didn’t hurt to walk on so I just left it.
I didn’t think it was very funny at the time but my family sure laughed hard enough from the beginning of my saga til the end. I could send you a picture of the bottom of my foot (I know gross!) there’s a little dark spot that marks the scene of the crime. My daughter says it’s like I carry a piece of my machine with me where ever I go now, LOL!
I love your fabrics and it great of you to have this contest. Thanks for the chance to win!
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I am new to the sewing world and the sewing machine I am using right now is the one my friend left with me when she moved back to her country. So I basically didn’t really understand what a foot is or what are all the numbers on the machines were for and just sew away. One time my friend asked me to make him a curtain and I was trying to sew the seam and the machine was like “dadadadadad..da.da.da…da…da….da…..da…..da……….”and just died…..
me and my friend were just looking at each other and thinking the sewing machine is trying to say he is over worked and quit!
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I have an embroidery machine and couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t sewing the pattern card I had inserted. Opened my instruction book and went down the list step by step only to find I still had my regular foot on instead of the embroidery foot. This wasn’t funny at the time!!!!
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So this is slightly disturbing, I’ll admit, but it was probably the most bizarre things that’s ever happened.
We don’t have enough space in our tiny apartment for a permanent sewing space, so the machine goes on the dining room table when I’m using it. It had been out for three days due to perpetual project work, and was still out one Sudnay afternoon when I went to the fabric store. I came back to finish the last little bit of my project and when I opened the front door I saw, to my surprise, my husband sitting at my machine fixing a hole in the pocket of his shorts. And he was completely naked!
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I am pretty new to sewing, so no super funny stories yet. EXCEPT that I thought my machine was broken when I turned it on once because it wouldn’t do anything! So I took it in to the shop and ranted about it…only to find out I had it in bobbin winding mode. Geesh! Would love to win this beautiful fabric!
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Ok, here it goes. I was doing some sewing for a childrens theater group that my kids were in. Nothing fancy, just some basic sewing and mending. It was late at night and I had a deadline. As I was hurrying along, my machine’s needle broke, flew up and stuck ever so gently right in my eyelid! I’m not kidding, it didn’t even hurt. I slowly went to the closest mirror and it looked as if I had a fake silver eyelash. I plucked it out and finished the task at hand. Somehow those things are funnier when you’re alone and it’s late at night. Thanks for the chance to win those lovely fat quarters. :)
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The very first time I tried a Big Project:
I was attempting to make a shirt for myself, simple pattern, very nice, fool proof… or so I thought!
I live in a very small 2 bedroom apartment, and this means that the only large surface i have for cutting pattern pieces is on my bed. I had meticulously cut and laid out all my pattern pieces and laid them out on my fabric. I went about cutting them, very pleased with how good a job I was doing. After collecting them all off the bed I noticed around 5 very large holes in my favourite doona cover.
I had, of course cut through 3 layers of fabric…. One of them being my doona!!!
It was a very sad day :(
-Jemma
jljorna@gmail.com
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Every day is a sewing adventure around here. I have two very energetic little boys and my sewing space is just a little cubby in the corner of the living room. On any given project I will look up to the three year old wiping his hands on some piece of my fabric stash (Usually the vintage piece that I just bought for an ungodly price), the one year old sucking on the seam ripper or the boys braining each other with bags of batting (I tell myself at least it’s soft) I will often be awoken from my sewing trance by Hot Wheels flying across my line of vision or by the shrill sound of my oldest son screaming in his three year old voice “Give me the scissorts or your gonna get die!” to his brother. Oops
Like I said, adventures in sewing.
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funny and weird… thats sound like my whole life!
I was making a little black dress to wear to my post wedding party and i accidentally sewed right thru my thumbnail ( can anyone say ouch!) So up to the hospital i went and they had to dig the needle remnants out of there ( double ouch). So I go home with a very sore thumb to the mess that I left with the sewing machine, bits of cut out fabric everywhere… as i was cleaning it up I noticed that there were two different patterns cut out, both black fabric… what the??? Oh I inflicted damage to myself trying to sew a dress and a shirt together !!!!!!
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I have just found your blog and would love to win your giveaway! What a wonderful life – you have my dream job – something I’ve been wanting to do for nearly 40 years!
My funniest (dorky, actually) moment when I was about to start sewing came when I was about 8 years old. I pretty much taught myself to sew (my parents gave me an old refurbished machine, but my mom didn’t sew). I had joined the 4-H club in the sewing project – I went to the first meeting and thought I already knew it all…boy, was I in for a shock. I did not know anything about how to sew on a machine! Fortunately, I had a patient teacher and I learned so much! Jamie V in MT
amzanioli@yahoo.com
http://rem-nants.blogspot.com
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Every day sewing with my two-year-old daughter is funny. She refers to my sitting at the machine as “Mommy going bang! bang! bang!”…. But probably the funniest episode for this novice sewer, was when I finished pressing one leg of the pants I was hemming and went to start on the other leg– I assumed the dampness on the unfinished leg dangling below the ironing board was from the iron overspraying water onto the floor while I pressed the other leg. It turned out, however, NOT to be distilled water from the iron. A quick sniff quickly proved that the source of moisture was a puddle of pee left by the new puppy. Sigh. (posted by Beth Prince at bethanngil@gmail.com)
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My daughter peeing on my brand new instruction manual for my new sewing machine! Argh! We were starting potty training and were trying the no nothing technique. Of course, she had to choose THAT spot.
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Years ago did not have a dedicated sewing room so I had to pull my sewing machine out of the closet and set it up on a small folding table when I needed to sew. I was getting ready to sew up some Christmas gifts and had placed my machine on the table, sat down in front of it and pulled off the cover. Much to my surprise there was a large fuzzy spider right in front of me. I stared at it for a moment, frozen in fear (I REALLY don’t like spiders and this was a big one!) and then it jumped towards me and landed in my lap. Of course I had my legs under the table, ready to get sewing. So when I jumped up, the table and machine and all my carefully laid out supplies went flying! Thankfully my machine was a nice old solid mechanichal one and there was no real damage to it or to anything else. My husband came running after hearing me scream and found the spider, which he kindly placed outside. Afterwards we had a good laugh about how exciting and active sewing could be :o)
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Olly (or Mr Fluffykins as I like to call him) is my sewing assistant. He loves to climb the shelves of fabric above my sewing machine, resulting in cat and fabric crashing down on top of me. My evenings of sewing (when the wee girls are in bed) coincide with his fiesty period and more than one pattern piece has had to be taped back together. He took a fancy to a plush cat I made once and kept pinching it from my sewing desk. This unfortunate toy now gets a regular bunny-kicking, biting, hugging and licking from his pussycat owner.
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I have three cats. As everyone knows they are such curious little creatures and I really pamper my crew. I don’t like them on my sewing table – pins and little cat toes just do not go together. So, I set up chairs or stools near my sewing table for them to sit and watch. Sometimes they just curl up and nap. One day I was piecing together quilt squares and the sewing would start and stop over and over. Each time I started the machine all three little heads would pop up to watch. When I stopped all three would go down again – in perfect unison. I could not help but just laugh out loud. I now refer to them as the pop-ups.
Your fabrics are just beautiful.
loist0607@yahoo.com
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I wanted to start sewing a bag and so made my way to my sewing room to find that my one year old son had climbed up onto my chair and was trying to make the sewing machine make the cool noises that it does when mum sits there!!
Sharon – remnant at bigpond dot com
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I just found your site and love it !! I would love to win the giveaway , i love all of your fabric designs . I have recently re-taken up sewing and am loving it !!!
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I am the mother of two almost one-year-old girls. While I learned to sew a few years ago, I have recently become addicted to it. Couple my addiction to sewing with my girls’ new-found mobility and you get a number of almost disasters because a) mommy is not used to having to think about what the girls can reach because not too long ago, they just stayed where you put them and b)mommy is too obsessed with her project de jour to be paying close attention to the girls. One such situation occurred the other day when I was very excitedly making party hats for their upcoming birthday. I looked down and one of my girls had gotten a hold of my pin cushion and taken ALL the pins out and was sitting in a big pile of them. I immediately scooped her up, looking for signs of blood and thankfully found none. I did, however a few minutes later notice two pins had found their way to a new pincushion – her diaper. Fortunately, no harm was done, but I’ve had to seriously baby proof my sewing area.
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Though I am pretty new to sewing on a regular basis, I have grown up with sewing in my family. My Great-Grandma was a seamstress, my Grandma would sew my mother’s clothing and even hems pants for me today. Apparently, however, my mother did no have those sewing machine genes passed down to her. I remember when I was young (perhaps 12 or 13) my Mom and I wanted to sew something, I cannot remember what. She had a sewing machine that she found at a garage sale but had never used. So we set to work. We got fabric, thread, buttons, and whatever else we needed. And then disaster. We couldn’t figure out how to thread the bottom bobbin to save our lives. We called Grandma, we looked it up in the manual, we tried to get it to work for hours. We even went to Grandma’s house to watch how she threaded her bobbin on her machine. Still no luck.
Flash-forward to today. I just got my first real big-girl sewing machine for Christmas and dreaded trying to thread that stinkin’ bobbin. And then what, of all things, should happen when I try to do it? I GET IT RIGHT ON THE FIRST TRY! Apparently my mother and my-12-year-old-self either had a faulty machine or were thinking WAY too hard about threading this bottom bobbin. Part of me wants to hunt through our attic to find that blasted machine and see if I can get it to work now.
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Whoops… Forgot to put my e-mail in the comment – Same as above – JLMount416@gmail.com
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I was pre-cutting a bunch of fabric to make crafts for my sister’s holiday bazaar. She had dropped off her 18mo son for me to watch earlier in the day. No problem, I put the baby gate up, scattered a few toys around and he was happily playing in my craft room. A few hours into my work I realized that the room had become eerily quiet. I turned to look for my nephew and he was GONE. The gate was still in place so I knew he was still in the room with me, but I couldn’t see him anywhere! Now my room isn’t very big and there aren’t any cool places to crawl under or behind. This child had vaporized.
I didn’t think he could climb the fence but I took it down and started to look around the house for him. This allowed my dog to go into the craft room. I noticed she made a bee-line to my cutting table. After further inspection I found my nephew was under my feet the whole time literally….. I keep a hamper right under the cutting table for my scraps and he had climbed into it and fallen asleep. The fabric scraps had acted like a ball pit and swallowed him up covering him from site. If my dog hadn’t sniffed him out I would probably still be looking for him! Stinker!
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My husband works graveyards, so usually he is at work on nights that I spend my time sewing. While I was about 7 months pregnant I spent a lot of time with my sewing machine.
So much time in fact I was consumed by a project one night and had not realized that my husband had called in sick to work. So very late I stayed on my machine until he creeped up behind me and tapped my shoulder. I almost sewed my fingers together. It scared me so much that I farted. My husband laughed for a week about it.
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wish i had a sewing room. i guess it is pretty funny that i sew with twin toddler boys running around trying to pull everything off/out of my small desk space in the family common area.
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Last summer I was on a zippered pouch kick, so every birthday or special occasion gift featured a zippered pouch. My next door neighbors, who happen to be very religious, have a 6 year old daughter who was about to be 7. I decided to make her a zippered pouch out of some cute hello kitty linen fabric I had scored from a Japanese fabric store. The pouch came out perfect,I even mastered the zipper! I wrapped it, along with some lip gloss, a cute little pink comb, a $10.00 ToysRus gift card and some candy, and headed over to the party. I’m filled with pride when she opens the gift. Then I notice that everyone is silent just sort of looking at it. I think to my self… “they are all in amazement over my awesome sewing skills!” Then my eyes regain their focus. Somehow, I had managed to hide every O in HELLO on that fabric. They were either cut off or in the seams. I had given the child a pouch that said “Hell Kitty” in more than one place. Needless to say, I am a little more careful when cutting nowadays.
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Well, mine is probably stupid; but I had my machine ready to go; and I put the fabric under the foot.
The machine did (I’m not kidding) about 12 stitches and the power cut out. It took about 3 or so hours before the power came back on again.
PS. My email is madebyethan [at] gmail.com
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