Well, my tablecloth, after unprecedented seamstress suffering, is finally complete, and had its virgin voyage (to my patio) this evening, enhancing a Farewell to Summer dinner with The Twins. I cannot believe how much I endured making a simple tablecloth. It should have taken about two hours instead of two eons. Two separate sewing machine disasters – one a sewing machine fatality, and the other involving an unfortunate encounter with a pin, and a subsequent horrible trip to far off Ballard to get the new machine repaired after its run in with the pin. Then, when I tried to finish the table cloth up - tension troubles. I just could not get the machine adjusted properly. I was so discouraged that I nearly abandoned the whole thing and debated whether I could go through the rest of my life without a sewing machine. I decided that I could not. I determined to do the sensible thing, and have a cup of tea. When I had pulled myself together and come back to try again, it was magically all fixed. As I was sewing the final bits together I realized that I had made a sort of egregious mistake in the placement of the colors. I was sure that I would hardly be able to look at it without shuddering. But I told myself that a dinner with lots of dishes would distract the eye. And it worked. I had a lovely time with my darling friends, and I did not think about my sewing error at all.
After dinner, we played Scrabble, a game which I have won about twice in my life. I don't know why I am so bad at it. This evening, as usual with Scrabble, things just seemed to be against me.
Thanks, Corinna, for the photos.