Friday, November 21, 2008

"Sew" What Have You Been Doing

When I was little my mom made a cloth book with lots of little activities in it like buttoning a flower on a dress, moving the hands around a clock, tying a shoe, and more. I thought it would be fun to make something similar for my own kids, but wasn't going to try anything without some kind of pattern. I do admit to be a little creative but I needed some serious guidance on how to start something like this on my own with my mother 4000 miles away. Well, my lovely new American/Canadian friend Lana is quite the domestic diva and had a pattern for a "quiet book." So I organized a few ISE friends of mine and I to tackle a "small" sewing project to make some homemade Christmas presents this year.

Okay, so ideally someone in the US would be able to pop by JoAnn's or Hobby Lobby and get everything you need for such a project and at a reasonable price. Well folks, we don't have anything at all like that here. I "Googled" for fabric stores online and tried calling each of the places to verify that they sold fabric and half the time the phone number was disconnected, other times I couldn't understand the person on the other end of the phone, and some sold clothing not fabric. I then resorted to the Peterborough City Market because I remembered seeing a haberdashery stall (someone who sells thread, felt, buttons, zippers, sewing notions, etc) and two stalls that sold fabric. Now the City Market isn't the flashiest place in Peterborough, some may say it's a complete dive, but you can find about anything there. So last Saturday morning Lana and I headed up to city center to pick up a few notions that the group would need for their books, but nothing tripped my trigger for fabric.

I did remember Kevin saying that he saw what looked like a fabric store as we passed through a town called Whittlesey on our way to look for carpeting for the upstairs (remember that drama)! So hours just hours before the girls were going to show up Monday night and out of desperation of not having any fabric, I drove the half hour to where I thought might be this so called fabric store.   I hit the jackpot folks. There is a little men's shop called Wright's that has a proper fabric store attached to it. It was lovely and I had a wonderful lady who helped me pick out some lovely fabrics for our books. She also put up with my two little ones as Addie loved playing with the threads and buttons and such throughout the store.

Well, that Monday evening six ladies in all, Lana, Laurie, Min, Luz, Emily and I gathered in my small dining room/conservatory (now nicknamed the "sewing room") Monday evening to start tackling our project. The first hour was just explaining the project and figuring out how we were going to tackle this monster. You see, only three of the six of us actually have sewing machines, but it turned out alright because there was going to be plenty of cutting out, piecing together, and hand sewing for the others to help with.


Now Luz and Lana were our sewing "experts" since Luz was a textiles major in college and Lana had been sewing loads of things for her family for years now. I was borderline with knowing enough to be dangerous and was totally relying on remembering how my mom used to sew crafts and piece work for years she worked at home as we grew up.


Time sure flew as we got a good start on preparing our pieces. On Tuesday morning, Min, Laurie and I were so excited about the project that ventured back to Whittlesey to pick out some fabric for our pages. The whole group met again on Friday evening to continue cutting and piecing things together. We kept making comments to each other on how fun this was and "wow, I could never do this type of thing on my own." Honestly, it has been a real team effort to get this thing going. I think the funnest part has been all the new things we have all been learning. On Friday night, we all got a great belly laugh when Min picked up the glue gun and asked what it was. We told her what it was and she looked at it funny and then asked if you blew here (at the end of the glue stick) to get the glue out. She didn't realize that you just pulled the trigger and it forced the glue through a heated tip that melted it. How funny!!!
Emily has really helped us stay organized my making out lists of things we needed to get do. I must have rubbed off on her or she has the same quarky obsession with list making as me.

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