So I have been trolling sewing blogs lately . . and by trolling I mean obsessively reading every post in awe of the talent and imagination out there. Eureka! I could do this too. Nevermind that I haven't sewn anything by hand since I was 10 sewing together uneven patches with my great-grandmother. I can do this . . . right?
My mother used to make things. I remember her sewing machine sitting in its huge case on the floor next to the table just waiting for her next project. That was years ago however. In a sign that coincidences do exist, just when I was thinking maybe kindof I could attempt to sew something myself, she tells me she has dragged the sewing machine out, dusted it off, and is making clothes again. Hooray! I could hassle her for help if I needed. Thank goodness for a mother and grandmother who like to sew.
So being a newly reminted crafting crafter, what did I start obsessively searching for? A sewing machine of course! Had to have one. Of course, I wouldn't have one in time to make Halloween costume accessories (I'll post pictures of those later) but a girl can dream. Finally I find out that is not too expensive for a starter will-i-won't-i-like-it machine. Then the nefarious can-you-really-afford-it demon rears his head and reminds me of all the other things I could be spending that money on. What a jerk, ruining my fun. Sigh.