"Anything that can go wrong, will." - Murphy's Law, NLV
Who knew that Murphy's law would apply to sewing? I am supposed to attend a baby shower on Saturday and I got the brilliant idea to make some homemade gifts. Keep in mind that I have had my sewing machine since September, and have only used it for one project. I had to watch the instructional DVD to use it that time. This time, I decided I would just dig out the manual. Things I learned the last few days:
1. I can't sew a straight seam to save my life;
2. How to rethread the needle after it hits a pin and comes unthreaded, causing me to have to start the crooked seam over;
3. How to disassemble my sewing macine and reassemble it (I'm becoming a pro at this!);
4. How to waste half a spool of thread just getting started on a project (that's $1.25 down the drain, thank you very much);
5. How to hope to goodness that the baby won't notice the less than professional work. About the time I got on a roll, the bobbin ran out of thread. Another seam that had to be started over. And do you think I ripped the old ones out?? Think again! Just sew over them, baby!
Earlier this summer, I saw a seamstress position posted in the paper. I briefly considered applying, thinking, "How hard could it be to use a sewing machine?". I'm glad I didn't, because I would have been the laughing stock of that establishment.
Murphy, you were a wise old pessimist. Would you like to find a new hobby with me?
Friday, January 28, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Lessons from a Day of Domesticity
1. If you holler "OW!" really loud while taking dinner out of the oven, your loving husband will come dashing into the kitchen, expressing much concern.
2. When pinning fabric, it is wise if you DON'T have your thumb right where the pin is going to come out.
3. Being domestic is messy business. There is fabric scattered around the living room, as well as the ironing board being set up from where I went on an ironing binge. Not to mention the mess that was already scattered around. Thank goodness I get to go to work tomorrow. Who knows what it would look like in here if I didn't?!
4. My sewing machine says "Simple" on the front of it. It lies.
5. How on earth did the women do it back in the day? For that matter, Mother, how did you do it??? Babies everywhere, and life must still go on. I'm really thankful I live in the modern day, and as of yet, have no babies.
2. When pinning fabric, it is wise if you DON'T have your thumb right where the pin is going to come out.
3. Being domestic is messy business. There is fabric scattered around the living room, as well as the ironing board being set up from where I went on an ironing binge. Not to mention the mess that was already scattered around. Thank goodness I get to go to work tomorrow. Who knows what it would look like in here if I didn't?!
4. My sewing machine says "Simple" on the front of it. It lies.
5. How on earth did the women do it back in the day? For that matter, Mother, how did you do it??? Babies everywhere, and life must still go on. I'm really thankful I live in the modern day, and as of yet, have no babies.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Grouponing
I have sisters who are coupon clipping queens. They save tons of money on their grocery bills. I don't get it. I've tried and can't save the money they do. So I have basically stopped trying. However, I LOVE Groupon. I get the emails for their deals for our area and they are frequently something that I can use.
Saturday, Cameron and I went to Franklin's Hoagies for lunch. It's a locally owned, hole-in-the-wall type restaurant that has been there since 1981. We have decided that we are not going to spend as much money, but I had already bought the Groupon, so lunch was already paid for. Talk about fantastic. The food and service were both great. I love discovering places to eat that are native to this area. And face it - even if you love to cook, there is just something about having someone else cook for you that is nice. Not having to do the dishes is nice too!
Saturday, Cameron and I went to Franklin's Hoagies for lunch. It's a locally owned, hole-in-the-wall type restaurant that has been there since 1981. We have decided that we are not going to spend as much money, but I had already bought the Groupon, so lunch was already paid for. Talk about fantastic. The food and service were both great. I love discovering places to eat that are native to this area. And face it - even if you love to cook, there is just something about having someone else cook for you that is nice. Not having to do the dishes is nice too!
Friday, January 21, 2011
Glory!
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Frontier Airlines # 304
Spokane International (GEG) to Denver International (DEN)
Departure (GEG): March 9, 6:30 AM PST (morning)
Arrival (DEN): March 9, 9:47 AM MST (morning)
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Frontier Airlines # 1185 Operated by: REPUBLIC AIRLINES - Please check in with the operating carrier
Denver International (DEN) to Oklahoma City Will Rogers World (OKC)
Departure (DEN): March 9, 10:45 AM MST (morning)
Arrival (OKC): March 9, 1:17 PM CST (afternoon)
Frontier Airlines # 304
Spokane International (GEG) to Denver International (DEN)
Departure (GEG): March 9, 6:30 AM PST (morning)
Arrival (DEN): March 9, 9:47 AM MST (morning)
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Frontier Airlines # 1185 Operated by: REPUBLIC AIRLINES - Please check in with the operating carrier
Denver International (DEN) to Oklahoma City Will Rogers World (OKC)
Departure (DEN): March 9, 10:45 AM MST (morning)
Arrival (OKC): March 9, 1:17 PM CST (afternoon)
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
I'm loved.
I know I'm loved.
1. Sunday, we got a phone call that the elderly gentleman we take to church sometimes wanted to go to church. We got the call at 9 am, and need to leave the house by 9:15 in order to pick him up and be to church on time. Needless to say, it didn't happen. This stressed me, because Cameron was supposed to teach Sunday School, so it was not a good morning to be late. I swiftly prayed on the way out the door that the traffic would be lighter than usual. It was. At the first red light, I prayed that the rest of the lights would be green. I can't think of a single light that we had to stop for. We made it to church on time. I'm loved.
2. My husband recognized the rough day I had yesterday by bringing me home a beautiful hyacinth. I'm loved.
3. I have friends and family who often leave me messages to show that they haven't forgotten me. I'm loved.
1. Sunday, we got a phone call that the elderly gentleman we take to church sometimes wanted to go to church. We got the call at 9 am, and need to leave the house by 9:15 in order to pick him up and be to church on time. Needless to say, it didn't happen. This stressed me, because Cameron was supposed to teach Sunday School, so it was not a good morning to be late. I swiftly prayed on the way out the door that the traffic would be lighter than usual. It was. At the first red light, I prayed that the rest of the lights would be green. I can't think of a single light that we had to stop for. We made it to church on time. I'm loved.
2. My husband recognized the rough day I had yesterday by bringing me home a beautiful hyacinth. I'm loved.
3. I have friends and family who often leave me messages to show that they haven't forgotten me. I'm loved.
Friday, January 14, 2011
A Picture
I'm not an artist. I can't even draw proportional stick figures. I have a picture in my head, though, and I want to show it to you.
In this picture, it's Crucifixion Day. On Earth, Christ hangs on the cross, suffering the greatest agony known to man. All is dark. The mob around Jesus has ugly, taunting faces, while His mother looks on in horror. His blood runs down the cross from where the nail has pierced His feet. His head is bowed as He resists the desire to call to Heaven for help.
Up in Heaven, Gabriel has sounded the call to gather ten thousand of his best soldiers. The army of angels waits for the Son of God to make the slightest of signs to bring them to His rescue. They are poised to rush to Earth and end this travesty. God places His hand on Gabriel's shoulder, restraining him from acting contrary to God's will, and covers His face with His other hand to hide His grief. The sacrifice of His son is almost too great a cost, but He holds on, knowing it is the only way.
Sometimes I try to imagine what was sacrificed so that I might walk with God. I can't wrap my mind around it. The little bit that I can see causes an overwhelming awe to spring up in me, as well as a sense of responsibility. Christ went to the cross once for me. I don't want to ever cause Him suffering again.
In this picture, it's Crucifixion Day. On Earth, Christ hangs on the cross, suffering the greatest agony known to man. All is dark. The mob around Jesus has ugly, taunting faces, while His mother looks on in horror. His blood runs down the cross from where the nail has pierced His feet. His head is bowed as He resists the desire to call to Heaven for help.
Up in Heaven, Gabriel has sounded the call to gather ten thousand of his best soldiers. The army of angels waits for the Son of God to make the slightest of signs to bring them to His rescue. They are poised to rush to Earth and end this travesty. God places His hand on Gabriel's shoulder, restraining him from acting contrary to God's will, and covers His face with His other hand to hide His grief. The sacrifice of His son is almost too great a cost, but He holds on, knowing it is the only way.
Sometimes I try to imagine what was sacrificed so that I might walk with God. I can't wrap my mind around it. The little bit that I can see causes an overwhelming awe to spring up in me, as well as a sense of responsibility. Christ went to the cross once for me. I don't want to ever cause Him suffering again.
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