Things I have Learned from Sewing

Mind you, these items have just been learned in the past two hours.

1. If a pattern says use a pressing cloth with a specific interfacing, it is best that you follow this instruction.

2. If an iron, whatever the cost, says "self clean", that is exactly what that means...YOU will clean it YOURSELF, with a heck of a lot of elbow grease.

3. When heated, Goof-Off smells just as bad as when it is cold.

4. Vinegar does not clean everything...specifically said iron.

5. If you don't have plain vinegar but apple cider vinegar, try it. When mixed with baking soda, it makes a fun bubbly mix but still doesn't clean crap off of said iron! But the good news is, when warmed, the concoction kinda smells like bread is baking.

6. I don't really need fingerprints anymore. As long as I don't plan to be murdered anytime soon, they are only useful in identifying a body.

I think this is about enough lessons I need for a day but if anyone has a sure fire way to remove gluey residue from an iron, please leave me a comment. Also, check out what I am in the process of making below. It is a nice little ironing board caddy (how ironic) from sew4home. You can check out the link in my pinterest.

Until next time,

Mamalou

What if I said "Yes"?

What if I said "yes"?   The question is "can I do anything for you?" or "do you need anything?".  My "friends" know me and know that my response is always "no, I am fine".  I would never go out there and ask for assistance.  I wouldn't because in the past, when I have actually taken the steps to get someone to help me, the answer is always the same, "I have (insert whatever) and (insert whatever else) to do and am really busy, but I might be able to fit you into my schedule next Thursday at 9pm".  I get that everyone is busy but for a person to put themselves out there and ask for assistance (when you have volunteered), please don't try to fit me in at a time when you know that I won't be functioning or better yet, when the help is no longer needed.

I am not pointing the finger at anyone in particular, that is not the point of this post but you find out who your true friends are when you are disabled.  I am not always able to drive to you and I am not always fun anymore or even the happy go lucky girl that I used to be.  I KNOW that.....better than ANYONE, I KNOW that.  Some days it is hard to even live with myself and yes, it is depressing.  It is hard to see me like this.....I get that....I am depressing.....check check.  But when you say to me "What can I do to help" or "Do you need anything?", what if I responded with "Yes, thank you, there is"?  What would you say?

Mamalou