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I am a mother, a new grandmother, and a teacher. But whatever happens in my life, I keep sewing. I have worked as a political communicator and now as a teacher in my formal life. I have also written extensively on sewing. I have been a frequent contributor and contributing editor of Threads magazine and the Australian magazine Dressmaking with Stitches. My first book Sew.. the garment-making book of knowledge will be published in May 2018 and is available for pre-order from Amazon


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Saturday, September 27, 2014

Flypaper thoughts, last Saturday in September

  • Just spent the morning replacing a zipper in a jacket for my youngest son
  • This is the ultimate test of devotion
  • I would change "in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer"
  • To "would you replace a zipper for this person"
  • That would clear the church out of the 50% who wouldn't make it
  • Wonderful piece in the NYTimes on blogger burnout
  • None of that happening here
  • Explains to me that those wonderful DYI palaces are another business
  • Not that if anyone offered me my own line based on my fabulous blog I would turn it down
  • What would that be?
  • Patterns for the apple shape?
  • A waterpic for dog teeth?
  • For my mother a walker with skiis for the winter?
  • Frozen dinners that were healthier than from scratch and from the market?
  • You all have my number
  • Two more Renfrews and then it's back to shirts
  • Joined the Archer shirt sew-along
  • So happy there is now a paper pattern
  • Sticking paper together on the dining room table is best done by someone less random
  • Am considering throwing out one dull work outfit every month until I go part-time
  • I think this is brilliant
  • Better do an outfit count first
  • One of the great things about being a mature type
  • Is that you are old enough to see that what goes around comes around
  • Very reassuring
  • The kids came home with head lice
  • They and every other kid in the school system apparently
  • How did this happen when there are so many perfectionist mothers around these days?
  • Our mothers gave us canned creamed corn and white bread and we were louse free
  • Finished my first ever crochet project
  • A lap quilt big enough to cover two king sized beds
  • I got carried away
  • Either that or I should have counted stitches as I went
  • Might make a dishcoth next
  • If I could sew all day every day would I?
  • Love to find out
  • Going to NYC end of October to see the kids and buy buttons
  • Am holding my breath
  • Why do 18 year old students wait for an elevator to take them up one flight of stairs?
  • Another mystery of life


Alicia said...

The last thing is one of my biggest annoyances. I work on the 8th floor of the research part of our building, and any time I go anywhere on the first floor, I have to wait for a passel of undergrads who have walked out of their way to take the elevator up one floor. They would have done less total walking just taking the stairs in the classroom section. It seems like a small thing, but it builds up after the tenth time it has happened on a particular day. Always love the flypaper posts!

Mary said...

Re: head lice and perfectionist mothers. My mother (42 when she had me) was old enough to often quote the following line whenever people were a bit to persnickety about cleanliness, "You have to eat a peck of dirt before you die."

I never had head lice. I use the quote myself these days.

Lynn Barnes said...

1. A home-schooling dad once informed me -- with a straight face -- that he had no problem at all with his children eating food that had fallen on the ground, so long as it was outside. "There are no germs in the wilderness. That's a fact. God only let there be germs in towns and cities where the sinners live."
2. I attended a small, private, liberal-arts college that had been intentionally constructed to be completely accessible to physically-handicapped students (in the 1960s and 70s). We all took advantage of ramps to change levels, and took self-opening doors for granted. Problems for us"walkies" or "temporarily able-bodied" students only erupted when we went home on break. We had to re-learn to walk up and down stairs, and learn not to walk into doors because they would not automatically open at your approach. Ah, youth.

Anonymous said...

Yeah, the lice thing is weird. I come from extremely modest roots -- a housing project, actually, and we ate a lot of creamed corn. But no head lice, ever. My mother was death on head lice. It was not an issue when I was young. I thought I had been equally vigilant with my own child but last year, the college sophomore went to Africa for a monthlong internship and brought back, yep. You know. So we spent a big part of July dealing with it. NOT fun for her or me. So glad Mom was not around to hear about this. She would probably have been extremely distressed.

Anonymous said...

I did the boring outfit purge thing AFTER retiring and going down to one work day a week - wildly satisfying! Sounds like you are still doing the doggie dental hygiene thing.....she must be a compliant little thing!


Leigh Wheeler said...

I watched 3 high school aged kids walk across the street the other day. You'd think they were some kind of disabled they walked so slow... in their sports gear. It is truly a mystery.