Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Taking the Plunge into Sewing...


I did it. I signed up for sewing classes at Joanne's. I slunk in, oblivious to loud clanging warning bells in my head.

The voice of reason kept repeating, "Hey, klutz, remember the melted plastic spatula from soapmaking or the decoupage still on the fireplace or even the world's longest crochet chain dying a slow dusty death in your yarn lair b/c you can't figure out how to crochet?"

Dave who still thinks I can do anything I put my mind to, gave me a gift card for the sewing class. He even got my in-laws to pony up another gift card to help with the class.

Since there was no flash of lightning when I got out of my car, I took it as a sign from God to go ahead and register. Which I did and then received a list of materials needed that made my kids' school supply list look like a Dick and Jane novel. What the heck is Fiskar? And why do I need it?

Dave said he'd help me gather all my tools. Sweet boy--he knows more about sewing than I do.

On the bright side, I found three more geocaches today! Yippee! And no strange looks from cars while I hunted one down in an old cemetery. I think I'm becoming Igor in search of body parts for Dr. Frankenstein.

1 comment:

KNITSABELLA said...

Awww have faith, sewing is not as bad as you might think it is. When you get into it, its actually very fun (and on the average, more instantly gratifying than knitting). For one, it definitely cuts down on the cost of redecorating - sewing your own drapes rocks!