While I’m waiting for my brain to engage and sitting here drinking my coffee, my mind just kinda wanders, ya know? I look over at my sewing machine and remember through the years. (Nope, my brain hasn’t engaged yet!)
One of my earliest memories of the sewing machine was my Mom sewing my dress for my brother’s wedding. She let me pick out the fabric and pattern and everyone sure paid attention to me! 
It was an afternoon wedding and quite somber but I had the prettiest bright pink slip dress with a lace overdress. I can remember all 12 years of me insisting on that pattern. Doesn’t sound so bad, does it? Not until you picture a chubby little girl in it! It was a sight to see, I’ll tell ya!
That was the beginning of my interest of sewing tho. I remember her stitching that up really fast and I asked her where she learned to sew like that. She told me about working in a sewing factory when she was young.
I think the first thing I made was a pillowcase in school and followed it with a dirndryl skirt. Then I started sewing at home while I was in high school. One time I had quite a heated discussion with my Mom about technique. I also remember I had to eat crow and ask for her help too. She patiently demonstrated how it went together. She was a good teacher and could show me just about anything I needed to know. It was a Singer treadle machine and I remember when my father put a motor on it – we were soooo excited!
Then I sewed for my kids. Little one piece jumpsuits that I tried to make cute because there wasn’t cute clothes for boys at that time. I also sewed for myself.
Years later I made my daughter-in-law’s wedding gown. We copied a $5,000 gown from Bride’s Magazine and the first one took me nine months. It turned out to be a muslin (who smokes around satin?) and the final one took a week. The zipper split just before the nuptials and I had to sew her up in the bathroom. Lesson learned – use a good zip. It was quite the day! :O)
A few years later I taught two of my granddaughters how to make skirts. It was kinda fun but I don’t know if I’m a good teacher or not! They’d have to tell ya!
So I guess my brain has engaged now. Can you understand how excited I am about all the attachments that go with my machine? I doubt I’ll use half of them but I love having them!
