Tuesday, September 9, 2008
A study in domestication
This weekend, my neighbor (and good friend) asked me to help her make slipcovers for a pair of chairs she has in her living room. Sure, why not, I can sew. This shouldn't be too difficult. Buy a pattern, pin, cut, sew.
Not so much.
She decides against using a pattern. Being an engineer, a mathematical type, she begins cutting fabric and pinning it right on the chair. Wow! I am not a mathematical type. I can't even balance the checkbook. I freeze in terror over the thought of having to count change back. Yikes! She's one side of the brain, I'm the other.
Sunday afternoon, she brings over a heap of pinned fabric. Scary stuff. I set up my sewing machine and get started.
After a couple of hours (!) we bring the covers back to her house and get ready for the important try-on. Wow! It's a miracle, the slipcovers fit! Like. A. Glove!
You may notice they still need to be hemmed. In time my friends, in time.
I guess getting our brains together means we can conquer the world! Or at least a pair of slipcovers.