It may surprise you to know I have a sewing machine. It surprises me sometimes, too. My super-cool momma got it for me a couple of years ago for Christmas. I thanked, took it home and stared at it.
Sewing is nifty. You put in a bit of effort and find yourself with a new bag or top or cat toy or…you get the point. However, this bit of effort involves things like having your fabric ironed and knowing how to thread the machine and knowing what settings to use on the machine.
It will not surprise anyone to know that while I have an iron, I’m not entirely certain of its location. I’m fairly certain it’s in my hall closet, but I can’t remember the last time I had it out.
Also, I am not what you may call mechanically inclined. A less than generous person might call me a mechanical moron. Alliteration is so much fun. However, after working in a job where I need to at least sound like I understand basic mechanical concepts, the idea of threading my machine is no longer so terrifying. Especially since I got Mom to come over and walk me through threading the machine and getting my bobbin installed properly.
The proper settings bit, however, eluded me the other day. You see, I have come up with a nifty cat toy idea. It’s been cat-tested and approved on a hand-sewn toy.
I use socks to make this particular cat toy and learned something very important. If you use a regular sewing machine needle on a knit, it will snap like a twig. Apparently you need a ball-tipped needle, or some such nonsense.
I have gone to Target and spent $8 on new needles. I have regular needles and I have ball-tipped needles in several sized. I am prepared, dammit. Or I will be, once I figure out how to replace the broken needle.
Someday, I will have to show you the cat toy. Or perhaps something else I’ve sewn. Just to prove that my sewing machine is used.