Weekend Retort. Sorta.

[ickaimp]

So the Healthy Family lady is here and helping us make a toy for Xan involving a water bottle and various things that float and sink in it. But we had to think of things to put into it.

Enter... Crazy Auntie Icka!'s Bag O' Holding™

From the bag:
1 plastic water bottle
8 clear plastic beads
1 fake turquoise bead
13 fake jewels
1 mini rubber pirate devil ducky
1 broken lanyard
1 luggage lock (minus key)
1 hopper popper painted like a yellow baseball.

-the last three didn't go in. Surprisingly, 3 of the beads float, the rest --including the rubber ducky-- do not. *pokes bottle* The grown-ups are confuzzled. Waiting for Xan to wake up from his nap to see what he thinks of it.

Anyway. We were going to do a Murder Mystery this weekend, but everyone was feeling very blah, so we called it a dead weekend and didn't do much. I curled up and got some writing done. Two longfics down to the final scenes! \o/ Yay for clearing backlog!
Did stop by Savers and got a new skirt for free because of the fist-size hole in one seam. A few minutes mending and it's as good as new.
... Am continuously amazed at how few people seem to know how to mend or sew these days. Out of curiosity, Scadians and Tiffany aside, how many people can sew? How many can't? (I can hand sew, but blow up sewing machines. boom, thread and bobbins everywhere. s'not pretty.)

Ficcage: DC/MK - Marry, Shag, Throw off a Cliff

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[lady-cinnibar.livejournal.com]

I can sew. Mostly by hand, although I'm learning how to use a machine. I can also knit (poorly), and embroider (not so poorly). I can even darn socks, which has everyone baffled. Since no one taught me how, but I figured it out anyway.

Although it was a matter of learning in self defense. There was a uniform in high school, and there was an evil bench in the locker room that somehow tore my hem out on a regular basis. I got tired of pinning it and poking myself, super glue washes out after a few runs in the washer, and so does tape. I sewed it. Sometimes as often as three times a week. I'm very good at hems. Strangely enough, it only tore out the stitching, never the fabric. And yes, I stitched sturdy enough. By senior year, I was using heavy duty thread for upholstery, and knotting at every stitch, and it still got ripped out by that one evil little bench. I wasn't it's only victim either.

[ickaimp.livejournal.com]

You're ahead of me, I can't knit or embroider, but it's mostly out of a lack of interest. ^^;; The only thing I'd want to knit is a really really long scarf.

*laughs* Curse that bench!

Learning to sew was also out of self-defence, I'm hard on my clothing and it doesn't hurt to be able to fix it instead of having to get new. There's a couple of patchwork skirts that I think of as 'pet projects', because the seams are always going, so I just patch them up while wandering around watching Xan.

Now I'm finding it's something I can barter with, patching up stuff and replacing buttons for people who can't handsew.