Is that the soft hum of sewing machines I'm hearing?

Because it's sure quiet around "here". ;-)

My latest project is the green velvet vest for DGD, like:

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finished sewing the lining in yesterday: graded and clipped all the seams, pulled the fronts through the shoulders, then sewed the side seams and finished the armhole seams, and understiched the edges. But the waist measurement seems a little large, so I will wait until I have another fitting to measure for the petals, sew the eyelets and finish it up.So today I'll be starting a navy pantsuit for my trip. I found some nice light-weight stretch twill, and I'm going to use the pants pattern I altered last spring. :-} The jacket will be Simplicity 3846:
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A, slightly longer and I'll draft a two-part long sleeve. Beverly

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BEI Design
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Yes.

Working slowly and patiently on a wedding dress for my latest doll. She's fully covered with undergarments, bloomers, corset, camisole top and full length petti, and it's now down to the first lot of tricky stuff with the skirt.

That has slender inverted tulip shaped panels in an ivory brocade, and then extra wide bottom panels in ivory crystal organza, lined in ivory dupion or similar. The bottom panels are something like four times the length of the bottom of the tulip panels, and I've just spent the last two or three hours easing the bottom sections onto the brocade.

Apart from the fact that I hate working with organza and the lining material - it frays like mad, the overlocker's been working overtime - I'm quite pleased with the results so far. Next step is to add a lace applique to follow the line between the broacade and organza, and a row of pearls all along the fixing line for the lace. A waist band and that's done.

Should keep me quiet for a day or three! Then comes the bodice, headress and veil......

In between which I'm picking up a new laptop tomorrow, collecting the scooter from the garage, waiting on the arrival of a new bed......

:-)

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The Wanderer

BEI Design wrote:

I wish! That's a cute jacket. Glad to hear you've been so productive on the vest---good job!

No sewing going on here so far this week. I just have to vent about how NUTS it's been here lately. Hang on to your hats!

Last week our neighbors were out of town for a few days. When they leave, DD takes care of the cat. While they were gone, good friends of ours, who used to be neighbors before a corp. transfer, came for a visit. The cat's mother told me to bring our friend over to see the redo they did in the kitchen. So we trooped over, DD, me and my pal. Walked into the kitchen to find that the cat had dragged a rabbit (half his own size, and he's not a small cat) through his kitty door for a "play date." Sent DD to "go get Daddy!" DH came and removed the remains, while I mopped up the crime scene. What a way to show off the redone kitchen! End of last week, I discovered little bugs crawling in my kitchen floor (just after I finished mopping, thank you very much. NOT!) Turns out they were termites in the middle of an early spring swarm. *sigh* Called the termite folks, they were here to look things over within 20 minutes. Yay! They sprayed on Monday so that's all dealt with now. The lucky part was they were only in one wall, and there was no damage to anything other than the baseboard. They came up the water pipe that feeds the ice maker on the fridge. FYI that's the most popular way for them to get in the house apparently. ICKY!!!! Then Monday afternoon another round of monsoon rain came through. We got 3" of rain in about 2 hours. Lots of thunder and a little hail just to make things interesting. This was apparently enough to spook a 135 lb. bull mastiff into running off from home. How do I know this? Well, she saw the sign the last lost dog wrote on my house that says "Lost dogs, come here. Nice lady will find your mother for you." Of course she showed up after the animal shelter and the vets' offices were all closed for the day. So, of her own free will, she slept on my deck in the back. Next morning I called the shelter. Sure enough her family had called and left phone numbers. I was able to get a hold of her "dad." He came to pick her up and she was THRILLED to see him. What had me most worried was she'd obviously recently had a litter. I was afraid someone had to hand feed pups all night. But he told me the last pup went to its new home just a few days ago. He was so thankful to get her back. I told him I was just happy to see her going home again. I'd be broken hearted if my dog was lost. A couple hours later, he came back and brought me a 40 lb. bag of my dog's brand of food. I'd told him when he picked her up what I'd fed her earlier in the day so he'd know what she ate. I told him he absolutely didn't have to do that. And he told me it was the least he could do in return for me taking care of his dog. :) What a sweet man.

So I am going to try and get in my sewing room to hem some pants. Although, it's tempting to just lock myself in there and never come out again, I don't think I will get to do that. LOL

Sharon

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Sharon Hays

Yikes! That sound somewhat more fiddly than the vest. ;-} But you obviously enjoy that sort of project, so you must be having fun as well. ;-)

Beverly

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BEI Design

Thanks. DGD has a competition in Seattle Saturday, and I'm going to ride up with the family, I'll take the vest over in the morning and have a fitting when we return home. (I could drive over today, but we're all trying hard to 'combine trips').

ROTF, LOL! Sharon, you have such a way with words. "...play date..." I snorted milk out my nose.

What a sweet woman!

Why not!?! ;->

Beverly, finished lunch, back to the cutting board....

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BEI Design

Good plan! I've been trying to do the same. DS's eyeballs about came out of his head when he saw how much it cost to fill the van last time. So the kids are even careful about asking me to drive them places now.

LOL Sorry about the milk.

Forgot to tell you. I found a terra cotta rabbit statue at the thrift store. It has a hollow back like to put a candle in. Got that and some silk flowers and made a memorial shrine on the kitchen counter the next day. My neighbor was beside herself. We have laughed and laughed about that. She said she didn't know how she could pay that one back, I told her I hoped she never needed to!!! lol Both of my critters like to play with bunnies, etc. But they don't play quite as vigorously as the neighbor cat. ;) That's really what he wants to do with them, but then suddenly "she don't move no more, George." Poor guy. heh heh

Sharon

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Sharon Hays

Remind me not to visit you guys soon, your both walking trouble Juno

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Juno

Awww..that is so sweet!!! You remind me that my mother had a cat, eons ago now, that brought her presents. With a little life left in them so that she could enjoy them. Rabbits, chipmunks, birds, snakes -- Mom was less than thrilled and usually jumped up onto a chair or table and screamed for me to come take care of it. He loved her so and she just didn't understand!

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Pogonip

I can relate. The last time I filled up it cost almost twice what a fill-up cost when I first bought this car six years ago.

Sounds like a neighbor with a sense of humor to match yours! Good thing. ;->

My dogs have never brought living things into the house. They do tend to roll in nasty stuff outside and bring amazing scents in.

Beverly

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BEI Design

He probably thought she was a retarded kitten: Look, it's easy, it's practically dead, c'mon kid, you can do it! Oh, rats, up on the chair again.

I'll bet he was equally displeased with your progress: you never quite grasped that once you'd killed it, you could eat it.

Joy Beeson

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Joy Beeson

You're probably right! One of the feral cats I feed left me a bird at the front door, but it was already dead. She might have a better grasp of my ability. I figured she was saying, "You feed me, I will feed you."

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Pogonip

No, it's the rasp of sanding followed by gentle swish of paintbrushes (both by me), and when DH is doing his bits first there is the buzz of the saw, the bang of the nailer and the heady scent of 2 part filler.

However we have hung the wallpaper in the room where my sewing stuff is all going to go, so as soon as DD has been and gone this weekend I SHALL be moving into there :-)

Then you will be able to hear the soft hum of my SM as I play happily (I hope).

Lizzy

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Lizzy Taylor

I wish it were sew. Occasionally I get to play with kiddy shoe shape, designs, materials etc. Then we have a lounge style, cushy chair that the kid's constant movement on has worn so that it needs covering but I have not found any local decorator remnants or sales fabric that i like. I will likely go surfing for something. I hope to start making stuff for our latest edition which will be needing some spring/summer wear soon. So, now i get to make dresses and play with pink/purple and all those other feminine classified colors. robb

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robb

Not around here for a while -- I took my machine in for a long-overdue cleaning today. The clerk who took it said that it would be about four weeks before it got to the head of the queue -- we speculated for a while about why everybody suddenly wants his machine serviced.

Before the time is up, you might hear the wurra-wurra of my White Family Rotary or the clankety-chunk of the "electric model" my late mother-in-law wore out.

Last time I used Evelyn's machine, my husband said "I remember that sound! But it wasn't so *loud*."

I plan to concentrate on cutting out, cleaning up the lawn, and planting a garden.

Joy Beeson

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Joy Beeson
[Written 9 April 2008]

DH bought a pair of dungarees today ("dungarees" is what they have retronymed blue jeans now that "jeans" refers to a fashion garment), and they were about half a foot too long. (Remember when blue jeans came only in extra-tall, and children rolled them up because there is no use shortening pants for someone who is still growing?)

The "electric model" has migrated to the corner of the garage and it would take both of us to dig it out, so after washing and drying the jeans, I opened the White Family Rotary. Couldn't find any points to oil, but it seemed to be running fine anyway -- later on I discovered that I'd downloaded and printed out a manual; I'll have to check it for oiling points.

To my disappointment, the manual didn't tell me what a stitch length of "7" is; definitely not millimeters or mils. Probably arbitrary numbers like those on the tension dial. The manual implied that numbers on the tension dial, so that you can change the tension and then put it back where it had been, were a startling new innovation. (The tension it was set at seemed to work, so I didn't meddle with it, but I did prolonged experimentation with the stitch-length lever.)

The presser foot is the old rigid front-loading foot that preceded the hinged "walking foot" that Singer got so excited about that people are still sewing over pins on purpose. (This "walking foot" was *not* the attachment we call a "walking foot" now; it's an ordinary, standard presser foot.) I believe that the "electric model" also has a rigid foot, and I've seen old treadles with the modern foot.

I broke the needle when I got to the first seam. I suspect that it was the needle that came with the machine, and that the original owner had been sewing fine fabric. (She traded it in on a Singer 600 series, poor soul.) So off to the needle stash, despite the manual's insistence that only White FR needles would work. No #16s, no jeans needles -- I use #14 for making jeans, but I trim excess fabric out of crossing seams, and always mock-fell -- well, the dungaree seams were mock-felled too, but with a three-needle serger that put so much thread on the back that they might as well be flat felled.

But for some mysterious reason, I have a packet of leather needles. Totally un-used; I suspect that I had never even opened the packet after taking it out of the bubble. Looked at one with my 3.5 reading glasses and decided they weren't too destructive to hem RTW jeans, even if they are Carhart. (There is a note under the presser foot reminding me to change that needle!)

With the new needle and a trace of experience, the seams caused no further difficulty, though it took a certain amount of care to avoid an extra-long stitch where the foot falls off the seam.

The Family Rotary has been sitting unused because I could never get my treadling co-ordinated, but to my surprise, I powered more of the hem with the treadle than the handwheel -- I even started it from a dead stop once or twice. Perhaps that is because I'd learned from this group that one doesn't put the feet precisely side by side, but pushes one edge of the treadle with the toe of one foot and the other edge with the heel of the other. I can see that alternating feet is a more-natural rhythm that would make long sessions less fatiguing.

I'd still like to see a machine with pedal cranks sometime; every century or so someone touts his newly-invented treadle drivetrain as an astonishingly-superior way to power a bicycle; there ought to be pedal sewing machines just for balance. One would need toe clips, though, which would not appeal to a harried mother.

[10 April 2008]

I think I'll make a pair of pillowcases today -- but first I've got to hustle the seed potatoes into the ground before the three-day rain that is just starting. Fawchunately, we have only half a row of sets. Joy Beeson

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Joy Beeson

Hurrah, and good for you. The White FR is a fine machine and treadling is addictive, as you'll soon learn if you haven't already. There's something very soothing about the rocking motion and the sound of the machine without a motor's growl.

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Pogonip

Shoulda gone for the ride. First load -- including that brand-new, all-linen pillowcase -- was on the third fill when the water turned dark brown. They are working on the water tower again. (And, we saw on our evening walk, running perfectly-clean water into the gutter through a fire hose. &*%#!) The washer was already full of filth when I saw it, so I ran two more rinses, by which time the water was merely murky, and it seems the dirt was of a kind that doesn't stick to new linen. Can't say the same of the cotton sheet and DH's synthetic underwear.

On the other hand, I had bright sunshine to dry them in. (The whole yard will be in dense shade after the trees leaf out.) Seems to have helped.

And I finally got the onions and multipliers (hardy shallots) planted. Joy Beeson

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Joy Beeson

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