sewing *machine*
Jul. 3rd, 2009 03:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7That would be funnier if I could italicize the subject, I think. Sewing machine. It's funny in my head.
I think I am going to ask for a sewing machine from my parents or sisters for my birthday. (OK, only one sister has any money, so... parents it is!) My two antiques are frustrating me and not able to keep up with me. I can't afford to get either one overhauled, let alone both. The more modern one, Gram's, needs a lot of work, I think. It is noisier and doesn't sew as smoothly. Fuck! I forgot to send Gram a card. See? See?
Anyway, the thread tangles and breaks in the bobbin and I don't know why, but when it does it, I have to take the machine apart with a screwdriver. Not only does this waste an enormous amount of time, I am also afraid I'll strip the screws. They're showing signs of wear. It's not OK.
Matilda's machine works well intermittently, but sometimes it gets into a rut of cutting the upper thread with a sharp snap, which sometimes makes the upper spool recoil hard enough to a) startle me badly, and b) unthread the entire machine. Yes, it has actually unthreaded the entire machine on the recoil, that's how far it goes. So apparently when it snags, it snags hard.
It does this on average very occasionally, but when it's in the mode of doing it, it will do it every six inches or so, perhaps less, of sewing. That gets really old really fast.
Oy.
Also, neither machine has a bobbin winder. I have now used up eight bobbins. I'm just sewing with whatever color bobbin thread. A lot of the bobbins have more than one color wound on them, so when one runs out, I'm just rethreading with the next. So the inner seams of these salwar I'm currently trying on (holy saggy crotch, Batman! ... Oh, it's supposed to look like I have a full diaper? Maybe I should've noticed that before I started cutting out the fabric...) have six different colors of bobbin thread.
And I just have this pile of empty bobbins.
If Z thinks she won't mind, I might run over to Z's mom's house, which we're house-sitting while she's out of town, and just wind a crapton of bobbins on one of her seven or eight sewing machines... I don't think she'd mind, but I don't want to arouse her ire. I got enough relations mad at me.
Speaking of which I'm going to go write my grandmother a card now.
I think I am going to ask for a sewing machine from my parents or sisters for my birthday. (OK, only one sister has any money, so... parents it is!) My two antiques are frustrating me and not able to keep up with me. I can't afford to get either one overhauled, let alone both. The more modern one, Gram's, needs a lot of work, I think. It is noisier and doesn't sew as smoothly. Fuck! I forgot to send Gram a card. See? See?
Anyway, the thread tangles and breaks in the bobbin and I don't know why, but when it does it, I have to take the machine apart with a screwdriver. Not only does this waste an enormous amount of time, I am also afraid I'll strip the screws. They're showing signs of wear. It's not OK.
Matilda's machine works well intermittently, but sometimes it gets into a rut of cutting the upper thread with a sharp snap, which sometimes makes the upper spool recoil hard enough to a) startle me badly, and b) unthread the entire machine. Yes, it has actually unthreaded the entire machine on the recoil, that's how far it goes. So apparently when it snags, it snags hard.
It does this on average very occasionally, but when it's in the mode of doing it, it will do it every six inches or so, perhaps less, of sewing. That gets really old really fast.
Oy.
Also, neither machine has a bobbin winder. I have now used up eight bobbins. I'm just sewing with whatever color bobbin thread. A lot of the bobbins have more than one color wound on them, so when one runs out, I'm just rethreading with the next. So the inner seams of these salwar I'm currently trying on (holy saggy crotch, Batman! ... Oh, it's supposed to look like I have a full diaper? Maybe I should've noticed that before I started cutting out the fabric...) have six different colors of bobbin thread.
And I just have this pile of empty bobbins.
If Z thinks she won't mind, I might run over to Z's mom's house, which we're house-sitting while she's out of town, and just wind a crapton of bobbins on one of her seven or eight sewing machines... I don't think she'd mind, but I don't want to arouse her ire. I got enough relations mad at me.
Speaking of which I'm going to go write my grandmother a card now.
