Saturday, July 08, 2006

For the love of the seam ripper

I have said that I need a seam ripper surgically implanted somewhere on my body so I'll always know where one is.

Unfortunately, I seem to constantly need to use one.

Next month I'm taking a class to make a tool caddy that hangs around your neck so you always have the little suckers available (meaning the ever elusive scissors and seam ripper).

And boy can I relate to what Susie Sunshine has to say on the subject:
"In this house, seam rippers are a lot like store employees-you can never find one when you need one because they are cowering in a corner-so there was a considerable amount of muttery profanage as the entire project was disassembled using scissors from a manicure set and a stick pin.

A new piece was pinned and cut and sewn back in place with plenty of fucks and damns."

Yep, couldn't have said it better myself.


Blogger Gran said...

Oh Barb, thanks for that link. I read it on a morning when things just aren't going to plan. It did make me laugh!

12:49 AM  
Blogger The Calico Cat said...

ya know, I prefer to use my scissors... (& I know exactly where my seam ripper is located...)

BUT My biggest prefrence would be to not have to use it at all!

I used it too much on my recent rail fence.

8:10 AM  
Blogger Gina E. said...

LOL Barb, that is so funny - lots of fucks and damns!! I can relate to that very well! As for the disappearing seam rippers, I have had one for about 20 years, living happily in my sewing basket until a couple of weeks ago, when it went walkabout and hasn't been seen since. So I bought two new ones, and if one of THEM goes missing, well hopefully the other will still be there.

7:03 AM  

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