I’m sad to report that the Sewmor is no more. She served me well over the last two years, helping me make two valances and about 30 pocket tissue holders and gingham bags to go with them (baby shower gifts). But even after a pricey tune up, the pedal wasn’t responsive and sparks shot out of the motor. I’d like to say I felt badass, throwing out sparks with my sewing, but really I’m a pansy and was worried about the fabric catching on fire.
My new Pfaff; I shall call her Pfyllis.
And so for Christmas, my dearest K gave me a sleek new Pfaff, the Hobby 1142. Cut to six months later, and I finally made something! I realized this weekend that I have an awful habit of collecting supplies for projects and not actually doing anything with them. (Shocker for anyone who’s seen my college scrapbook stash, still in progress 8 years later!) Anyways, my lovely Pfaff, which I shall call Pfyllis, in honor of my grandma and her Sewmor, and because my family likes to name things, helped me make two pillows — with piping! And because I was in GSD mode, I also hot glued K’s lap desk back together, re-framed my small collection of international dollars, and made a seashell plaque for my sister’s backyard. Yes, that is the sound of me patting my own back that you hear.
