I was in bag-making mode yesterday! Using a pair of curtains kindly donated to me through Freecycle, I made this bag. I created a pattern from an evil plastic grocery store bag (no this is not an original idea I know others do this too!). I hate short handles so made mine a bit longer. You cannot tell from the photo but the fabric is a bit thick and so the bag feels luxuriously sturdy.
In addition to this, I also used some of another pair of curtains obtained through Freecycle to create my first Morsbag. Although it is square, when I first held it up, the sides dropped in and created this triangle shape. I liked it so I have pressed it into this shape because it looks more funky than a square!
I have been poorly for the past week – nothing major just a cold but the summer ones really drain my energy. Needless to say I haven’t gotten much done. But yesterday, we dug up the rest of the new potatoes and discovered….
Mr. Potatohead! Here he is dancing dirty 😉
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Well, perhaps that should be “pony & rider”. Today was an Open Day the stables where my brilliant little rider goes for lessons and pony club meets. She was asked to give a demonstration and eagerly agreed. She was so excited! She got little notecards from the stable and gave one to everyone she knows to invite them to come along and watch her ride. She gave one to all her friends (at school & in the neighbourhood), her teacher, the Head Teacher, had them put one up in the staff room and took two to the school office so they could post them on the noticeboard displaying the front & back of the cards.
Needless to say she’s been anxiously awaiting the day. A minor scare happened on Thursday evening when she fell off her bike … scraping her right elbow and palm and bruising her left thumb. She complained so much we let her wear a sling for the right arm – even to school on Friday.
But this shouldn’t have been a worry. After all she would try and ride even if she’d chopped an arm off. Oh yeah, I haven’t previously mentioned just how horse mad my little rider is – she has it very bad! So in short nothing aside from unconsciousness or prison would stop her from riding.
And rode she did! Perfectly I might add without any bias. While she would have preferred to give the demo on jumping and is perfectly capable, she does have one small disadvantage – her height. She is too short due to her age to ride the horses in the right group for her skills. So she gave the demo on gymkhana – games to the non-horsey people out there! It is like a race between two groups of riders/horses that includes a few obstacles and challenges. For this display, she had to ride under one pole, trot over a flat pole, then jump the crossed fence, bear left, collect the flag (which Star is terrified of!), ride back down the arena, hop off the horse, lead it back to the start while stepping on some “stepping stones” and place the flag in the stand.
She was cool even though she hasn’t ridden such a small pony in ages. Even though Star spooks at the flags, she wouldn’t let the cheeky pony run away from it. In the end her team (of which there was herself and another girl) won vs. the other team of 2 riders. Yippee!
So I suppose it really was worth the week of excitement and anxiety followed by 6 hours this morning of “what time is it?” and “That means we have x hours and xx minutes to wait right?” Just as well I love her!
About an hour before my sewing class was due to start, the instructor rang. I initially thought she was checking to see if I was attending as I’d forgotten to post a cheque to her. She began the conversation by saying how disappointed she was. Apparently I was the only one who was going to be there so she felt no choice but to call it off 😦
Grrr! I was thinking as she explained that she couldn’t justify the cost of renting the hall. Then the conversation turned in my favour – she offered private tuition in my own home for the same rate! This sadly means I will have to wait another week as we agreed to meet next Wednesday during the day. But I think the waiting is a very small sacrifice to make all things considered. I imagine that I will get far more out of the private tuition so am very excited about our first session next week. We agreed to continue with the original plan of making a toile for the first lesson and then go from there.
So not every disappointment ends there. Sometimes we are lucky, it turns in our favour and good comes out of bad 🙂
Tonight will be my first official sewing class. It feels strange since I have been sewing for over 15 years and have never taken any sort of instruction until now. I am both anxious and nervous at the same time.
The goal for tonight will be to make our own toiles. This seems very scary to me as it is precisely this type of thing I have avoided ever since I began sewing. It brings images to mind of complicated darts, fly zips, cuffs, collars, waistbands, etc. All those things I want to know, want to tackle, want to master but all which require more precision then I usually achieve in my projects. This is why I have always stuck to the simple basics. Elasticated waistbands, shirts without collars and cuffs, dresses without darts, etc.
But now I feel I need to take the next step up, to challenge myself and improve my skills. Why? For my own satisfaction mainly. I want to produce things that don’t always look homemade, things I will proudly declare “I made this!” It is time to stop being a lazy sewer and just getting by and learn the real art of sewing.
Did I mention I cannot wait for tonight’s class? I am so (surprisingly) excited!