Stitched Up

This past weekend was the much anticipated Stitch ‘N’ Bitch weekend away at Port Sorrell. Lots of stitching, a modicum of bitching, and otherwise just general fun and frivolity (plus good food). Sadly, a couple of us were a little under the weather with various illnesses. Even sadder still, Michelle got stuck in the same cabin as two of us sickly people. It was like a poorly managed version of quarantine, and they accidently let a healthy person slip in.

Needless to say, in between coughing and spluttering, I didn’t actually accomplish as much as I’d intended. On Friday night Michelle and I started making a skirt from a tutorial that she’d gotten online. Titled as the “Super Easy Party Skirt”, with an estimated completion time of two hours, we were putting the finishing touches on our party skirts after approximately 7 hours of work. However, I must say that the reason mine took so long is because I’m a bit of a dodgy seamstress. Surely guesstimation is good enough for things of this nature? Apparently not. While I was swearing and fighting with my sewing machine, Michelle added pockets to hers.

Michelle: “But I’ve already twirled…”
Sarah: “Twirl with me!!”

There were all manner of crafts being undertaken by the gathered women – clothes making, toy making, quilting, scrapbooking, knitting, painting, embroidery, etc. One of the ladies had gone out to a garage sale on Saturday morning, and came back with a finch in a cage. It seems that somebody thought that a garage sale was an excellent opportunity to rid themselves of the family pet for $10. Anyway, Fleur was brought to our camp, and then the new owner made a lovely little cover for the cage. It was all terribly cute, and there were lots of “Awwwwwww”s echoing around the hall. Fleur seemed to like it too.

I’ve also started working on the Kasia skirt from the Burdastyle website. It honestly has about 12 pattern pieces, and the whole thing makes my poor little brain hurt. However, I’ve decided that if it doesn’t work out as planned, I’m going to make it into a super cute apron. I’m actually hoping that it does end up as an apron - I could be an inferior imitation of a competent housewife. Cooking skills sold separately.