This blog is officially open. I'll continue to post progress on the sleazy-jersey repair on 2017SEW2.HTM, to keep it all in one place. Surely that must conclude Real Soon Now!
I needed an embroidery needle to bar-tack the phone pocket, and that led to sorting all the needles I dumped into the boxes back into their packets, and that led to sorting out the floss and putting everything back into the backpack. But I put it on the ironing board because the sewing room is so cluttered that I can't get at the shelf where the backpack belongs while carrying a backpack.
And the backpack still needs to be sorted out with check list in hand.
And after I made a path to the shelf, I realized that I'd forgotten to tuck the shoulder straps and waist belt into their pocket. I'll take care of that the next time I pull the pack off the shelf for some other reason.
Sort backpack and get it out of the
Pick straps off back of cotton-jersey
jersey and sew them back shorter. Also pick
off front pocket and make two pockets.
Free at last, free at last! It still needs to be washed; I appear to have put it away dirty last fall.
hem Dave's shirt
I did that quite a while ago and forgot to take it off the list.
Back to choosing my next project.
Tighten elastic in grey linen
knickers. I tried the knickers on
and all three elastics seemed to be working
fine. Perhaps I should have put a little
more detail in the note.
Hah! Checking the seam-ends of the tan blanket caused me to put away my go-bag, which we had taken out of the closet before running Roomba this morning, and there, poking out of the pencil pocket, was my missing wash-out marker! I'd shoved it there when hastily packing up after the Day of Helping.
I stuck a picture of an eagle onto the new one and put both into the pencil mug.
The seam ends can wait until I wash the blanket or go through my embroidery wool for some other reason.
Ah, two patch pockets should be easy (see jersey jersey saga just concluded) and I need that linen gown. Complication: the small scraps are too small to make into pockets, and the big scraps are big enough that I could make a blouse or, with clever cutting, a dress. And they are all neat rectangles.
I was planning to make round-cornered pockets, but I think that I shall make the corners square, so that I can make a fold bottom.
Run 2017 through checker
I wish I needed a defined key to put in those <strike>s!
That was the spell checker; I have yet to run it through the validator. I'll report that chore on WEBLOG2.HTM.
I think I need to put another dart across the back of the sleazy jersey.
I've about decided that I want to put solid-color pockets on the linen dress, but the linen scraps offer orange, curry, and pale green (which fades yellow), which are too much contrast, and whites that are too subtle a mis-match. And cream, which would look dirty.
I've remembered that the calling-card comments I recall writing were in a previous year of this diary, so if I look at the dates on the photographs, I should find the entry easily.
Shorten bar tack on sleazy jersey
Done yesterday, just before putting the jersey on. It was actually lengthening the tack -- it was two bar tacks connected by running stitches, and on my previous ride, I'd snipped the inner bar tack. Repeated putting in and taking out of the phone had ravelled the stitches back to the other bar tack. This was holding, but I didn't think it quite enough to guarantee the phone would stay in the pocket, so I worked a second bar tack.
I almost didn't find the floss I'd used. I remembered it as a sloppy skein that had lost both paper bands; it looked quite new except for having a needleful of thread wrapped around one of the bands. Indeed, I picked it up saying "this is close enough" and was stitching before I realized that it was the same thread.
It's J.P. Coats. I wonder how many people can remember when Coats & Clark was a very reliable brand.
I still haven't checked whether King Tut is a passable substitute for O.N.T.
I'm somewhat surprised that current skeins of floss still fit into my floss box. Long, long ago, I found a cardboard box that the boxes floss came in fitted perfectly, so I covered the floor of the box with open boxes (and, I presume, lids), then glued boxes side-by-side to make a lift-out tray.
Noticed that the Necchi was still threaded with white 100/6, and put the second dart in before riding to my appointment with Dr. Ashton. Another patient was much impressed with all those pockets.
"tighten elastic in right knee of knickers"
On the other hand, the leg with the droopy elastic rubbed on my knee less than the other leg. I'll leave well enough alone.
Now I'll freshen my back-ups and try to paste in the notes I took in Frankfort.
That turned into a bit of a saga. When undressing tonight, I remembered that I'd packed a package of brand-new socks that hadn't been marked to show which side is the back, and I wanted the pair I'd worn to be marked before I washed them. I took out the sewing kit I carry in my pocket wallet, because it is worn and I thought it a pity to replace it with all its thread unused. Opened it: no needle. Hastily checked the sewing kit in my large wallet: two needles. I put the functioning kit away, and opened my little bag of stuff intending to get a needle out of the little box of stuff inside it.
Before finding the little box of stuff, I found a sewing kit compact I'd bought for the sake of the mirror, intending to carry it in my pocket on Sundays so I could check the back of my head before going upstairs. This contained an assortment of colors, all fine synthetic, and one bright red. All components were present: a card of threads with two needles passed under the windings, two buttons, one safety pin, and a needle threader. I unwound the red thread with much difficulty, because all the ends were in the same notch at the end of the card, and they passed over the windings. I selected the smaller needle; the eye appeared too small for the thread. I resorted to the threader, and it still didn't want to go, but yielded with a pop when I pulled slightly harder.
Then when the bar tack was complete, I went for the folding scissors on my key chain and found an empty lobster-claw clasp. Thought for a moment I'd have to resort to one of the razor blades in the calling-card kits, but remembered that there's a larger pair of folding scissors in my large wallet.
All three pairs are now marked, and so to bed.
While dressing, I cleaned out a pocket I'd kept my keychain in, and found the scissors.
I don't have as much faith in the lobster claws as I used to.
While hanging the wash, I found a hole in one of the stockings that I marked in Frankfort. Stockings of that brand usually last for years. It looks as though I snagged it on something sharp.
Before I could dress this morning, I had to make a sweat rag. Later on, I tore the remainder of the pillowcase into another -- after picking off a name-and-address tag. That was our address in New York, so that case was at least eighteen years old. I'm still wondering why I needed a name-and-address tag on a pillow case.
Then while hanging the wash, I tore two sweat rags that I didn't like into skillet wipes.
I finally ironed my lined-with-gauze linen dress and wore it to church on Sunday. Came home so wrinkled that I thought I might as well wash it before ironing it again. I'm pleased that I didn't bother to add pockets to it -- and I'm less inclined to make something of the large rectangular scraps. But I was at risk of tripping over the hem; I need to cut at least four inches off it.
put patch pockets over side seams of
cotton-lined linen gown
Replaced with "cut four inches off cotton-lined linen gown"
Find and finish calling-card
Before hanging it up and knocking off for the day, I also took it outside and shook it.
I tore out half of the underlining of the hem and, since it had just been washed, cut it into skillet wipes. I'll have to use up a few wipes before I cut the other half.
add link to cutting-board photo
I changed all the pillowcases at once today, and had three clean cases left over. I guess I needn't hurry to find suitable muslin to make more.
I finished brushing the lint out of the cotton-lined linen dress this morning. Much quicker and easier than I expected -- perhaps because I was using a whisk broom.
I'm going to have to iron the entire dress before proceeding, so that the hem can hang right with respect to the lining. So it's on the ironing board.
Before doing that, I finished repairing a pair of briefs that have been on the ironing board for weeks. One washday, I cut the casing on the fold, put the elastic into the drawer under the Necchi, picked out the stitches, starched the edge with undiluted starch on a sponge, and hung it up to dry. While starching, I reflected that there was no need to keep it at the very edge, as I'd done when starching before cutting, because there were no stitches for it to get into. Mostly the starch extended to the holes where the stitches had been. I didn't reflect that the fabric would want to fold where the edge of the stiffness was; I should have starched a whole inch so the entire hem would be stiff. But it worked the way it was; I had little difficulty in forcing the fabric to fold half an inch from the cut edge, and the fabric under the edge didn't particularly need to be stiff while I was zig- zagging the edge down.
Usually I have to worry about pulling the end inside when threading elastic through a casing; this time I had a great deal of difficulty in getting enough tension on the elastic to pull the knot inside, because the elastic is just barely shorter than the casing. Perhaps I shouldn't have been so careful to leave short ends when tying the knot.
Oops! I almost forgot to put the needle that I used to thread the cord elastic into the briefs back on its safety pin.
Wish I knew where I could find more coil-less safety pins for attaching things to the curtain. Perhaps I should split-ring lobster-claw clasps to the coils of the regular kind. It would be more convenient, but I don't take tape threaders etc. off the curtain as often as I take my tape measure, knife, etc. off my key ring, so unfastening a pin and putting it back into the curtain isn't exactly a chore.
It does annoy me that coilless pins are at a premium when they are the cheapest kind to make. That is an illustration of how distribution accounts for all of the expense of most products.
I was thinking of "the salt is free; you are paying for the box" and thinking that it started at the turn of the twentieth century, but it's *always* been the case that some things were expensive primarily because they were far-fetched.
There's a hole in my houndstooth-print bra -- the design that looks like an Escher print of bats. That leaves only three; I must move "make bras" to the top of my to-do list. I took a desultory look at the linens; with cold weather coming on, I could use the orange cotton- linen blend, but that would mean making another batch before spring.
I'm wearing the black bra today, so that all three of the red ones could be washed, and plan to continue wearing it until it's filthy -- the next time it's washed will be its last.
There's probably more of the houndstooth linen.
There's a print that I'd love to make into a matching sarong and bra, but I didn't buy quite enough.
I had a ripping time this morning. Yesterday was Roomba day. In sweeping out the niche where I keep boards, I noticed that I'd somehow acquired a piece of varnished plywood, fit only to be a shelf, and could put it on the printer stand to replace the pressing board that has been out of service ever since we recycled the daisy wheel.
Swapping the boards called my attention to a hat- in-progress that I'd dropped onto the printer stand and forgotten about. I just couldn't come up with the energy to finish it after discovering that despite using the same pattern as my blue hat, which fits very well, the hole in the brim is too large. It would have to be eased onto the sweat band, and another floppy- brimmed hat I don't need. I appear to have decided to make it loose, because two patches were pinned to the sweat band.
So I sewed the two patches onto the band. (If I recall correctly, the "russia drill" scraps have been reduced to snippets, none of which are large enough to cut another sweat band.) I got one of the seams wrong and had to rip it out, then sewed down the middle of one seam to press it open, then decided that I'd prefer to zig-zag both raw edges, zig-zagged the other seam, then zig- zagged the side that could be zig-zagged without overlapping the stitch-open zigzag -- it was a bit off center -- and ripped out the center zigzag before sewing down the other edge.
Then I got the joining seam wrong and had to rip it out. In the process, I noticed that I'd done a terrible job of zig-zagging the free edge of the sweat band, so I ripped that out. Which wasn't easy; the machine had been skipping stitches and I couldn't figure out why, so I'd gone over parts two or three times to get enough zigs over the edge. But I'd stiffly starched the edge before zigzagging it, and that helped.
And then I sewed the sweatband inside the hat, tried it on, and realized that I need to sew it to the outside, to be folded to the inside. And oh, arrr, I'd forgotten to lengthen the stitch after doing all that zigzag.
I started removing the wrong row of stitches, and removed more than an inch of the stitches holding the crown to the brim before I noticed. (It was after lunch time by then.) Which is just fine, because while I was taking the sweatband off, I noticed that the edge of the crown and the edge of the brim aren't lined up all that well, so later on I'm going to take those stitches out, then baste the brim and crown together, to be removed after attaching the sweatband.
And I believe that I shall make the seam allowance on the band significantly wider than the seam allowance on the crown/brim, so that it can pad the inside of the band.
Before doing all that, I looked over the linens, took out the bleached "sunset" linen-cotton blend, and rejected it in favor of a piece of white linen marked "pure linen March 2004". When unfolded, it proved to be the linen from which I cut my white linen drawers. I don't think it's the piece from which I got the scraps I patched them with. "2004" is also embroidered on a corner, next to an embroidered "this end up" arrow.
Which arrow points in the opposite direction to the way I cut the drawers. Something else was also cut from this piece, but there isn't enough outline to tell what.
There is also a very nice piece of black linen. Hope I get the energy to cut that when the white bras are finished. And there's some more of the escher-bat print.
The old black bra didn't make to "filthy". The hole got bigger every time I put it on, and this morning I decided that it was too big for comfort. Ripped some stitches out of that, too.
On closer inspection, the offset is uniform all around -- I did it on purpose.
Pity I didn't think of marking a line around the band *before* sewing the joining seam.
Yesterday I folded the linen to fit onto one card table and threw an old osnaburg tablecloth over it. The cat had been leaving claw marks in it.
This morning was all cleanup in the kitchen and garden.
It isn't the elegant hat I planned; it's looser than I would like, and the brim is a bit floppy, but it's *finished*.
When I went hunting for "make all-linen hat" on the to-do list, I found it on the back burner and decided to leave it there. I do intend to make another as soon as I'm caught up with more-important chores.
As I'd hoped, making the thick russia-drill sweatband double did make it a bit tighter. I planned to fold both the sweatband and the crown into place and stitch near the fold, but I couldn't stick a needle through in that place, so I sewed the sweatband to the seam allowance of the crown with widely-spaced back stitches. At the seams, I had to make each stitch in two stages. At a later date, I may stitch the sweatband to the crown to enclose all raw edges.
The crown-brim assembly was hard to ease onto the sweatband in spots, but is isn't blatantly ruffled.
The cat is lying on the linen I plan to make into bras, so I think it's nap time. I covered the fabric with an old, stained osnaburg tablecloth -- I was slightly surprised that they hadn't all been made into dish towels -- because Al had been getting so comfortable that he was sticking his claws into it.
I removed the zig-zagging and drew a thread a few days ago. Next step is to measure the end onto the sides to mark for drawing bias lines on it.
Just checked: my laser level/electric chalk line still works. I think it has the original batteries in it.
Since it's battery powered, perhaps I should call it a cordless chalk line.
Al panicked, jumped off the fabric, and left the room when I took the chalk line into the parlor to put it on the coffee table. Must have known I mean to use it on the fabric. I'm not sure he's seen me working with it; I marked the previous batch of bras on the banquet tables at the church.
He could have jumped because I might have been on the way to the kitchen.
I found the marking pen, established that the one without the eagle is the older (I remember now that I marked the new one *before* finding the old one, so that I could be sure that the one I found was the old one.) Took the tablecloth off and threw it on the printer, re-folded the linen so that I could measure the end along the side.
I'd drawn a thread to straighten the end, but I see no call to cut along the drawn thread. So I felt the need to pin in the fold at the corner so I could be sure it was the corner. While pinning that, I realized that it woud be easier to match the edge to the drawn thread than to match the drawn thread to the edge, and pinned all the way to the other corner, matching a few inches at a time and no need to keep the whole project flat.
Now it's time to lay the proposed line flat and bring out the laser level. I need a third card table and a longer room to do this. I do have a longer room, but the dining table isn't the same height as the card tables, and it doesn't open out much longer than two card tables.
At this point I stopped writing and measured it. Four ten-inch leaves, and the table is a yard and six inches long -- it just might work. Particularly since I can put the laser level on a different table if I have to.
Marking on the plush carpet in the living room is right out. Even the short, hard loops in the parlor would be too soft to mark on.
So I picked up an old towel to dry the picnic table with, and brought along a yard stick to make sure it was worth my while to dry it. Laid the stick out twice and there was a good bit more; since the card tables are less than a yard square and the fabric hung over only a foot or two, that should be plenty -- and it turned out that it was.
Picked the rocks and leaves off the table, and spotted a bird splop. That meant untangling a hose I hadn't used in months or years, which is all right because doing so revealed a short hose just after Dave said that he wanted a short hose for the front of the house like the one I use for washing cat boxes and hosing vegetables and garden tools. Not so all right was having to further untangle it and wind it up to put back on the hose hooks.
After that, it took two towels to get the table fit to put fabric on.
So I managed to get the proposed line straight and flat on the table, laid my marker where the white cap would light up when the laser was pointed at the corner mark, set the laser on a book, and was about to start work when the fabric started blowing around. Ah, that is why there were four rocks on the table. Having put the towels in the hamper, I dusted them on my pants and weighted the windward side of the fabric.
So now I turn the laser on -- and discover that daylight is so bright that I can't see the line without holding the laser within two inches of the fabric. At first, I thought the batteries must have finally started to go, but on my way to the battery cupboard I turned the gadget on and it lit up the whole room.
So I folded the fabric up, with all folds dangling off the card table so they wouldn't get pressed in, put the osnaburg tablecloth back on, and thought that I might try again at dusk.
I can probably do it on the dining table, but right now I'm going to eat lunch and take a nap.
While putting the wash on drying racks, I tore a sweat rag into six skillet wipes.
On Saturday, I needed something to keep my fingers out of the food, and got out the old gloves I'd brought along for the purpose. Turned out that I'd been in enough waiting rooms that it took only a few minutes to finish the darn. So it's time to start over on the other glove. Which had a very small hole and was also done in a few minutes. I've been thinking of using the same thread to put a prophylactic darn in my current gloves, but I wasn't riding the bike, so I'd left the gloves at home.
Time to get out my dire-emergency tatting shuttle. Made one ring and ran out of shuttle thread. So I'll just unwind from the outside of this pull-from-the-center ball, refill the shuttle, and make a chain with a double core thread (the end of the old thread and the beginning of the new.
But it's not a pull-from-the-center ball. Why would I re-wind a ball if I didn't want to make it pull from the center? I can't even remember how long I've been carrying this lace, let alone what I was thinking when I started it. Just checked my tatting-thread box; I don't have another ball of ecru #10 DMC Cordonnet, so I guess I'll have to re-wind into a center-pull ball to get at the other end of the thread.
That can be my next waiting-room project. Better start it calmly at home, though. I think I'll slit a short length of drinking straw and put it over the thread to hold the exit open.
Thought I might open out the eating table today, but washing clothes used up the whole day, except for a few minutes pushing the cultivator in the garden. And a lot of time catching up the Banner.
I opened the table first thing this morning. Stubborly, I didn't ask Dave for help until it became apparrent that I'd *never* get that last leaf in. With two people, you simply grab each end and pull, and the table is open in seconds. With one, you pull on one end and it opens about eight inches, then you pull on the other and it opens four more, then you walk back to the first end and it moves two inches before the other legs start to skid, then . . .
Returns diminish real fast. For a while I could continue opening by pushing on the middle, adding leaves one at a time so that I could reach, but pushing on the next-to-the-last leaf got me nowhere at all.
Now is a fine time to think that I could have shoved all the leaves against the near end and tried again from the other side. I did pull from the far end at intervals.
Once the table was open, it went fairly fast; the table wasn't much longer than the line to be marked, so I put the laser on a stool at the living-room end of the table.
There was a tad more than thirty-five inches of edge beyond the mark on the edge, so I measured thirty-fiveinches from each of the two marks that defined the first long, long line
Then I wondered how to divide up the large triangle above the second long, long line. Measuring along the edge would be easy, but the cut end was very irregular, and I didn't want to draw a thread across it. The big red rectangle was still in plain sight: I could put one leg -- the leg with the broken corner -- against the laser-drawn line, and make dots at the unbroken corner.
Quickly done because I didn't put the dots very close together; only two of them show in the picture below. Doing it again from the newly-drawn line is right out; you know what happens to copies of copies. What do I have that's longer and can be arranged at right angles to the dotted line? My T-square won't do.
But the red triangle abetted by a yardstick would work nicely, and stroking the marker across the square end is much easier than dotting.
Then I draped the fabric over the card table with all the folds hanging over so they wouldn't crease, and covered it with the old, stained tablecloth.
I intended to leave the table open to cut on tomorrow, but the two middle legs are missing and I didn't want to have to be careful while eating off it, so I put the leaves away. Closing the table was much easier than opening it. But I didn't notice until I was eating supper that I'd forgotten to close the sash locks that keep it from opening spontaneously.
I think that I cut the red bras entirely on the card tables anyway.
re-attach pockets of twinkle-twinkle
Also had to re-stitch both corners of the front hem. While trimming the thread ends, I noticed a break in the pocket stitching I'd overlooked -- and could easily have repaired just by beginning the repair stitching an inch sooner. But this shirt will wear out before it works loose enough to make the pocket leak.
Before mending the house shirt, I ironed five of my leaving-the-house shirts. It's a social week when I dirty even one of those, so this was quite a backlog.
That clears my to-do hook enough that I can see what's on it.
I put the cotton-lined lined gown back into the closet to clear the ironing board for the shirts, and it's likely to remain on the back burner. Perhaps I should put a note into my diary for next May: "check whether cotton-lined linen gown is fit to wear".
I put it in April instead.
››⁆ To-Do List ⁅‹‹
check ed.dir of pictures of tools against the links.
cut four inches off cotton-lined linen gown
finish calling-card sewing-kit tutorial
Write finishing instructions to put into take-home bags
Put backing papers into take-home bags
Make sewing-kit folders, check cardboards and backing papers. (Take pictures for tutorial.)
firm up hook on everyday jeans
variegate Speed Cro Sheen and load teaching shuttle
shorten parlor drape
find "How to Stop Knitting" in "needlework" box and make it into a Web page.
copy "torus puzzle" from Thunderbird to Rough Sewing
two pairs of black-denim jeans, unless there is more herringbone.
mend pocket on wool short-sleeve jersey
patch silk tights
timer pocket on red-checked apron
revise apron essay
Make hats out of stranded stocking tops.
Put offering pockets inside patch pockets.
Darn fingertip of overmitten
Sew hooks and eyes on pedal pushers
Firm up hooks on gray shorts
make jumper pattern out of gown pattern -- nip waist, flare hips
darn seam ends of tan blanket
buy yellow linen to make new summer jersey
find all pieces of slacks being made of the spare black linen-cotton pedal pushers
Mend hem on old silk scarf
black cotton briefs
evaluate both pairs white hemp jeans
scan illos for Shuttle Solitaire
sort books and boxes on sewing-room floor
Darn writing mitts
Find writing mitts
sort and repair warm clothing
darn Dave's watch cap
stop-run darns on ragged wool tights
repair closet rug
add handkerchief pockets and knife pockets to sweat pants
patch seat of black linen jeans
※ back burner
new curtain for bedroom
make twinkle-twinkle slippers
new wallet. Coupon pocket should be a quarter inch deeper than other pockets, which will require it to be sewn a half inch below the ones pocket. Make the twenties and tens share a pocket.
That is, one pocket for large bills, one pocket for small bills, one pocket for coupons. Or maybe two; I sometimes save Marsh coupons now. In that case, we are back to the original design!
After some time of pulling out all the bills to put them into the right-side passport pocket of my jeans, then putting them back into the wallet, I have realized that one pocket for bills is all I need; one can sort the bills without dividers between the denominations. So we are back to the design described in the first paragraph, but two of the three pockets are for coupons.
I shall make a tutorial if I ever do this job. After getting caught in the rain twice in one week, I'm looking around for some canvas-weight nylon that I think I used to have.
Pencil sleeve at fold above bill pockets.
12 July 2017: Now that Marsh is dead, I need only one pocket for coupons, but I've taken to carrying my shopping lists in a separate pocket instead of putting them in with the coupons.
propeller gilligan hat
patchwork cover for White to replace pillow sham
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