He came, he saw, he conquered
Yes, my friends, Peter was in da house last night. I greeted him with wine, cheese and homemade mushroom soup. He sweetly gave me a copy of the new BurdaStyle book. How cool is that? I’ve been dying to see all the projects inside.
Peter is an excellent guest, he let me do all the talking. Did he have advance knowledge that I am a Leo and like to
completely dominate conversations talk? Soon enough though, the elephant in the room, my Singer Featherweight, loomed large and demanded our attention. And so I led Peter into my boudoir, ahem, my sewing room…
Peter immediately took command of my machine, demanding scrap fabric and thread and barking orders like a general. I was humbled by his intimate knowledge of the intricacies and inner workings of the Singer Featherweight. He knew his way around her like a… Well, you get the picture.
Peter asked me a few basic questions which I am ashamed to admit I had no idea what the answers were. Did I have sewing machine oil? Do I have bobbins for her? Did I know how to wind a bobbin on her? Where was my instruction booklet? Did I know how to thread the machine? Honestly, I felt like I was being interrogated. Where is the U.N. when you need it?
Since moving into my apartment (last March), I had only unpacked part of my sewing room stuff. Since I haven’t used the Featherweight at all since last Xmas, I had not unpacked any of the Featherweight accessories at all. I couldn’t even remember where they were. I started throwing boxes open (thereby completely destroying the meticulously cleaned sewing area and closet) trying to find all the Featherweight accoutrement. I did finally find her feet, the instruction booklet and the buttonholer. But sadly, the oil is still lost.
But back to Peter and his test drive of the machine. He quickly determined that the bobbin I had in the bobbin case was the culprit behind all the trouble I had last time I used the machine. As soon as he put in a new bobbin in the bobbin case, it worked like a dream. Peter did mention
three billion times once or twice that I should oil my machine. I haven’t oiled it at all yet. *head hanging* Must. find. the. oil.
Peter’s #1 helpful tip: put a piece of fabric under your presser foot and keep it in the down position when you are done using it for the night. I guess that’s what you’re supposed to do since the presser foot is essentially a spring. I never knew that!
After putting my little Featherweight through her paces on various pieces of scrap fabric, Peter declared my machine in perfect working order. I’m so excited! I’m going to use her on my next garment, the NL 6067 dress. Can’t wait!
Here’s me before Peter’s help last night, pulling out my hair.
And here’s Peter and me after the test drive.
Two happy campers.
I love Peter’s camera. He didn’t even use flash for these pics. Must. find. out. what. kind. of. camera. it. is. I, of course, completely forgot to take pictures of him test driving my Featherweight. Doh! I was just too mesmerized by him I guess.
Thanks Peter! It was so fun to chat about sewing and blogging. And I loved watching you sew on my machine even if it was only on scraps.
Happy sewing everyone!