I've been lurking the site on and off for a while now, but now I have a very good reason to become an avid crafter! To find out why, and learn a bit about me, READ ON! :)
I live in Austin, Texas, (the most beautiful and chill city in all of Texas) with my boyfriend, T, and my too-anthropomorphic labrodoodle, Jack. As beautiful as Austin is, we would rather be in the northwest somewhere, living off the land and our garden, and raising ducks and goats. Well, when I say "we", I mean T and I. Jack would rather be anywhere they have a couch, though I'm sure he'd love the ducks.
Secretly, we are worried about the world ending or the second great depression, or the increasingly likely possibility of a zombie apocalypse. So we're planning on a super bad ass and sturdy earth-bag house (if you dont know what those are, click here and see: http://home.howstuffworks.com/earthbag-home.htm
So, over the past year, I've really gone hard core on self-sufficiency. I've spent lots of long (hot) hours over the stove, making and canning months of sauces, jams, and veggies. I've started (and failed at) patio gardening; but our apartment porch really doesn't get enough sun, and the squirrels keep destroying what DOES grow.
I've been reading SO many books about self sufficiency and green living, that it finally dawned on me that it would be prudent to know how to sew. I mentioned this to T, who merely shrugged and said, "my mom knows how, I'll ask her to teach you." Thus, the sewing date was made. Due to rescheduling difficulties, I never got that lesson, and my sewing days were postponed. (but not forgotten!)
December came, and I got lots of stuff. Nothing extraordinary if you ask my sister, but I got new pots and pans, new plates and bowls, and an awesome set of silicone bakeware! We went to T's parents house, and I wasn't expecting anything from them, cause really their family holiday atmosphere is fabulous enough, and I already got more than enough.
My mother-in-law (?)(what do you call your permanent boyfriend's mom?!) gave me this smallish box, when passing out the gifts. Unwrapped, it contained a few yards of fabric, a fully loaded pin cushion, a pattern for a skirt, and some new sewing scissors. The sight of these goodies was clouding my vision with tears.
Years before, when I was a small child, I was visiting my aunt and was coloring something, when I decided I needed to cut. Roaming the house as seven year olds are wont to do, I discovered the best scissors ever. Those bright orange Fiskars came off my aunt's sewing table and into my hands happened like magic. I could cut anything! Needless to say, my aunt had kittens at the sight of me happily cutting freshly glued paper with Her. Sewing. Scissors! "those are not yours!" she screamed as she swept them off the table. "One day you'll grow up and you can have your own, but not these!"
Now, I was holding my very own pair. The handle was fuscia, and on the beautiful black blades read Fiskars. I have a pair of the best scissors ever. Now I can learn to sew!
I thought. Numb from my sheer joy, I barely saw the giant box they were getting at me. Under the paper was a beautiful seeing machine.
Needless to say, she won Christmas. Beverly, you are amazing.
So, I have sewn an apron, the pattern in the present, and I'm halfway through a pair of pajama bottoms.
You'll hear more from me! I am totally inspired by this site, and I can't wait till I'm good enough to enter swaps!!
Love, and Fiskars scissors,