As I’ve previously stated in posts on this blog, and elsewhere, I’m a do it myself kind of person. I don’t hire things done if I can help it. Can’t see paying someone to do what I can just as easily do myself. If I don’t know how to do it, I’ll learn.
But among the things that I do NOT do, is sew. Not really my thing. I have no doubt I could if I needed to, it might not look pretty but, I could do it. So far, I’ve never needed to and there’s a good reason for that; my wife is quite proficient in the art of sewing. As I’ve mentioned before she makes dresses, fancy ones, shirts and, well, almost anything. She loves to sew.
She has, not one, but two, sewing machines and keeps them both busy. Not at the same time, of course, although... that might not be true. Quite often they are both setting out on the table, plugged in, light on, and threaded—obviously being used. Just because I’ve never actually seen her run them both at the same time doesn’t necessarily mean it doesn’t happen. Oops! Off on a side trail again! See why I don’t sew? I get sidetracked too easily. I’d never get anything done. Back to my story now.
Where was I? Oh yes, my wife has two machines. It’s my job to keep them running. So see, I do get involved in the process. However, sometimes I think she “breaks” them just to give me something to do. Really! How often can a sewing machine break anyway?
As I was saying (again), my wife loves to sew. One of her favorite things to make is quilts. And she makes a lot of them— a hundred or so already this year. Okay I might have exaggerated that number slightly. But she does make a lot; I think around thirty or better is a closer estimate for the current year. You’d think then, that we’d have plenty of quilts in our house, right? But no, most of them are given away, sometimes before I even get to see them. (This, after all my hard work in keeping the sewing machines going). Lately though, she has taken to posting them to Facebook, so I at least get to see a picture!
This past week, she was once again on a bit of a sewing kick. Binge sewing. I think it’s some sort of therapy or something—just not sure exactly what it’s supposed to cure. In the case of quilts, perhaps it’s meant to cure the cold—not the sickness, the temperature. There is a bit of irony in that, considering it was 114 degrees outside this week. But then, I guess that may be proof her efforts are paying off!
I’ve included a few pictures below so you can see her handiwork—or, quilt work, I guess it would be called.
Okay, time to wrap up this post. My wife is sleeping and I’ve got to see if I can snag another one of those quilts before they all disappear. Winter is coming; I might need to stay warm, and as I said, I don’t sew. ~