This is my old mech-
anical Kenmore. I bought it to recover the sofa cushions our crazy dog Cody ate. He was a highly inbred show-quality dog travesty. I was excited to get this machine on sale for under $300 dollars and figured it paid it's way since we didn't have to buy another sofa.
Fifteen years later, here is my new compu-
terized Brother CS6000I, which rated 4.5 stars in 536 reviews on Amazon. It was half the price of my Kenmore. Don't we live in interesting times? All those things in the foreground are the feet that I had to stop and understand. Most features are as expected but I do like it that I can adjust the sewing speed and it automatically buries the needle in the fabric when you stop sewing. I like a button that lowers and raises the needle so that you don't have to turn the wheel. Now if I could only train myself not to turn the wheel.
Not only am I relearning about sewing and now a new machine, but I'm becoming acquainted with pattern sizes. They have NO bearing on department store sizing. According to measurements, I should sew a size 18, but when I shop I buy size 12. I made these PJs in size large. Given the EXPENSIVE ugly fabric, I'm not disappointed to learn that I apparently am size medium.
Apart from the ugly Strawberry Cupcake colors and the bizarre stretchy cotton, the pattern was ginormous and the top was too short. So I added a strip of fabric onto the hem to make it sleepable and decided the neck was just too gapey and added some fabric there too. I'm actually not sure this rustely fabric is sleepable. It might just have been a sewing exercise. A very expensive one. It's so loud, I hope I can sleep.
I was much cheered when this book came. I'd had it in my Amazon shopping basket so when I ordered the sewing machine, I ordered this, Jenny Dean's natural dye book. It's been out of print forever. Last year when I went to buy it, it was out of print and the only copies were nearly a hundred dollars. For a book!
I always seem to be looking for a cliff to jump off of. I've been doing yoga on our Wii Fit. Last week I was teaching neighbor Carrie to knit and it came up that she was recently certified in Astanga yoga and has just started a yoga class out here in our valley. I went to my first session tonight. It's at the Ross Creek club house and we couldn't start until we got the woodstove going. I realize now there are many schools of yoga and I'm just happy to have this one class opportunity. I've only seen pictures of people in yoga poses so I had no idea that yoga is so difficult, requires so much flexibility and physical stamina. I know I need to make it a daily practice, as soon as I know how to do it. I ran for many many years and I thought that was hard, but this is hard. Harder.
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