Kareen Winder, a friend of more than fifty years, came to St. George with her husband Ken who was attending a business conference. Kareen and I made plans to spend Wednesday afternoon together. I always have enjoyed my friendship with her, so I decided to make her a "thank you for being my friend" apron. Tuesday night Walt has bishopric meetings, so I thought I could whip it up while he was gone, easily having it done by bed time. Now my thinking has always been, wrong as it may be, that when one is doing something nice for someone else usually things fall into place. Don't ask me where I came up with that theory, but my apron project was proof it Iis wrong. I started with selection of material not thinking about the quality the pink material versus the perfection of the color match. I later found out that the material had too much stretch and became a nightmare sewing the ruffle flounce, taking twice as long as another apron I made out of the same pattern. Next my needle broke, that often happens, but this time braking the tip down in the casing where I had to dismantle the bottom of the machine to get it out, and I am mechanically challenged. Wednesday morning I woke up earlier so I could get it done by 11 a.m. when Kareen was coming. I sewed the entire ruffle on, taking great pains to be very slow, working each stretch carefully under the foot pushing it with my little implement I devised. Ah, beautiful, so I took it out from under the foot and the ruffle fell off! The thread had broke right when I started the seam! I had been so worried over the stretch, I had not noticed the thread was not there. This was when I could have cryed, but instead I had a good laugh, cranked up the volume on my pandora radio station, and sang a little louder. What a comedy of errors and all mine. I then threw perfection out the window and just pushed to get the apron finished. I called Kareen to bounce the date a half hour later and got it done. It was all worth it. She looked cute in my friendship thank you and we went on to spend a great afternoon together. As usual, the time flew as we caught up on the happenings of our busy lives. God has blessed me with such wonderful friends. Kareen is and always will be one of them.Thursday, March 24, 2011
Old Friend and a New Creation
Kareen Winder, a friend of more than fifty years, came to St. George with her husband Ken who was attending a business conference. Kareen and I made plans to spend Wednesday afternoon together. I always have enjoyed my friendship with her, so I decided to make her a "thank you for being my friend" apron. Tuesday night Walt has bishopric meetings, so I thought I could whip it up while he was gone, easily having it done by bed time. Now my thinking has always been, wrong as it may be, that when one is doing something nice for someone else usually things fall into place. Don't ask me where I came up with that theory, but my apron project was proof it Iis wrong. I started with selection of material not thinking about the quality the pink material versus the perfection of the color match. I later found out that the material had too much stretch and became a nightmare sewing the ruffle flounce, taking twice as long as another apron I made out of the same pattern. Next my needle broke, that often happens, but this time braking the tip down in the casing where I had to dismantle the bottom of the machine to get it out, and I am mechanically challenged. Wednesday morning I woke up earlier so I could get it done by 11 a.m. when Kareen was coming. I sewed the entire ruffle on, taking great pains to be very slow, working each stretch carefully under the foot pushing it with my little implement I devised. Ah, beautiful, so I took it out from under the foot and the ruffle fell off! The thread had broke right when I started the seam! I had been so worried over the stretch, I had not noticed the thread was not there. This was when I could have cryed, but instead I had a good laugh, cranked up the volume on my pandora radio station, and sang a little louder. What a comedy of errors and all mine. I then threw perfection out the window and just pushed to get the apron finished. I called Kareen to bounce the date a half hour later and got it done. It was all worth it. She looked cute in my friendship thank you and we went on to spend a great afternoon together. As usual, the time flew as we caught up on the happenings of our busy lives. God has blessed me with such wonderful friends. Kareen is and always will be one of them.
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What a cute apron! I am sure she appreciated all of the effort that went into it.
I think that sometimes extra challenges come when doing service/something nice for someone else because Satan tries so hard to discourage us so that we don't accomplish what someone else needs!
That is a funny story. I can imagine the frustration. That is rare to keep friends that long. Good for you mama. I love the apron, it is so cute.
That sounds like my sewing experiences EVERYTIME I try to sew anything. Very frustrating. Really cute apron! Friends for 50 years... wow thats pretty special!
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