Almost finished…

The dresses are almost finished.  I have had some hand sewing and the buttonholes and buttons left to do.  Or maybe I’ll do some other type of closure.

Side 1

Still side 1

Side 2

I really like them.  And I brought them to work to show one of my co-workers.

Then something bad happened.

Really bad.

Have you ever had something so disastrous and incredible happen that you can’t believe it is true?  No one died but something got very damaged.  Shredded to be exact.

This thing is the size of a washing machine!

Zoom in to see the name.

This sucker is heavy-duty.  It’s not called “DestroyIt” for nothing.

And I was standing next to it when I was showing the dresses to my coworker.  Why was this beast turned on in the first place?  I don’t know.

Shocking

More shocking

It’s just the back.  “Just the back” she says.

I can repair it.

I think.

Right now I just want to throw up, cry, and go home.

WIP Wednesday

I started on another Leafy Washcloth Monday evening while listening to the concert in the park.  I got half of it done.

Yes.  It’s purple.  I grabbed my knitting bag without making sure I had the right color yarn.  Whatever.

Last night I decided I needed to make summer dresses for the twins.  I’m using a pattern from when my daughter (the twin’s mother) was little.  The dresses are reversible so I had to cut out four fronts and four backs.  By the time I got the pieces cut out, the light wasn’t good enough to get any pictures.  I should get them sewn up tonight.

I will be seeing them on Monday and hope to take the finished dresses with me.

Grosgrain

Sorry for being silent for the past several days.  Nothing exciting to report, just life.  Regular life stuff.

Thank you all for commenting about stabilizing the front button band.  I will try option 1 and sew grosgrain ribbon behind the buttons hoping that will solve the uncomfortable feeling like it’s gaping open.  As usual, I don’t have the right ribbon in my sewing room so I’ll have to buy some either today or tomorrow.

This striped ribbon would be nice but I won’t find anything like this where I live.  I’ve already looked.

We’ve been invited to a retirement dinner Friday evening for six, count ’em SIX, of Mr. Aitch’s former co-workers that are retiring this year.  That’s a lot of teachers for a small school.  I have to hem a new pair of Mr. Aitch’s pants before then and I want to wear my Peony Twist Cardi so sewing the ribbon on is vital if I wear the sweater.  I may have to come up with Plan B if I don’t get the ribbon sewn on.  Mr. Aitch’s pants come first…this time.  He doesn’t have a Plan B.

Klutz

I’m a klutz.  I injured my right thumb in a culinary accident on Saturday.

I was inserting picks into a large sandwich ring to help hold all the layers together when I needed to remove one to reposition it.  I had a damp paper towel between my thumb and fingers to wipe off the chicken salad.  The pick had the tiniest sliver sticking out on one edge.  It went straight into my thumb about a half an inch.  I was at my daughter’s house and she wasn’t home.  I tried to pull the sliver of wood out with my left hand and the tip broke off.

When my daughter got home, she tried to pull out the splinter.  My son-in-law tried as well.

tweezers

 It  is still in my thumb and it hurts.  It hurts to write.  It hurts to sew.  It hurts to knit.

Several years ago when I was working in retail and helping get other stores ready for opening day, I was setting up some shelving and crawling around on newly carpeted floor.  A screw with the pointy end up was under the carpet.  My knee found it and the tip broke off in my knee.  Two words: not fun.

I ended up in an urgent care clinic with a doctor digging around in my knee and finally extracting the screw tip.  My prize was tetanus shot, a hole in my knee and a Band-Aid.

I’m hoping this splinter comes out on its own.