There's some sewing classes at one of the fabric stores. They charge $30 for a one hour lesson. I've been thinking about it but free is usually better plus I would get to spend time with some people I don't normally get to see.
Oh, and that fat quarter comment is funny. I have no idea what it really is but I love your response!
@Samnell, lol, that is awesome! :D
A fat quarter is actually a precut quarter of a yard of cotton print fabric, the best kind of fabric to use when learning since polished cotton is the easiest to manipulate. It's called a fat quarter because it's cut generously, so it's actually more than a quarter of a yard. They're commonly used for quilting since piecing a quilt requires lots of small lengths of fabric and it's a pain getting them all cut at the counter. I've done it before, and there's really nothing like taking ten bolts of fabric to the counter when you only need a quarter of a yard of each....part of why I never took up quilting, the other reason being that I was a bit of an idiot and started with an ohio star pattern. It was such a hassle I never wanted to do it again. Well, I used up the scraps on a nine-square baby quilt, but that was done in an afternoon so it doesn't really count. :)
I tend to flit when it comes to crafts. I've tried just about everything, but cross-stitch seems to be the only thing that I keep going back to. If only I could find an embroidery needle that didn't hurt to hold. Metal allergies suck.
@Samnell, lol, that is awesome! :D
Immediately after the conversation ended I went and told my Mother about it. :)
She quilts, which is what the fat quarters were for. And sews. And she's getting back into knitting. I flounced around in a purple sweatervest with owls on it for a good two and a half years in elementary school due to her handiwork.
...and yes she had no idea. I mean, I was flaming before I knew what flaming was. I even played with Barbies!
@Samnell, lol, that is awesome! :DImmediately after the conversation ended I went and told my Mother about it. :)
She quilts, which is what the fat quarters were for. And sews. And she's getting back into knitting. I flounced around in a purple sweatervest with owls on it for a good two and a half years in elementary school due to her handiwork.
...and yes she had no idea. I mean, I was flaming before I knew what flaming was. I even played with Barbies!
So did I...in a wednesday addams sort of way. My poor little sisters were often traumatized by detached Barbie parts laying around. ;P
But I was totally into my she-ra action figures. Sure they were dressed stupid, but they had weapons. And a flying horse. One should not underestimate the coolness factor of a flying horse. :)It sounds like you were way more traditionally feminine than I was at that age....I just didn't understand other girls.
If only I could find an embroidery needle that didn't hurt to hold. Metal allergies suck.Try a thin coat of nail varnish on the needle. It might provide enough of a barrier to have an effect. Note: this is just a completely random idea.
I'm not sure I could manage it with adequate precision to keep it functional. Though I suppose it's worth an experiment with my spare tapestry needle.
@Samnell, lol, that is awesome! :DImmediately after the conversation ended I went and told my Mother about it. :)
She quilts, which is what the fat quarters were for. And sews. And she's getting back into knitting. I flounced around in a purple sweatervest with owls on it for a good two and a half years in elementary school due to her handiwork.
...and yes she had no idea. I mean, I was flaming before I knew what flaming was. I even played with Barbies!
So did I...in a wednesday addams sort of way. My poor little sisters were often traumatized by detached Barbie parts laying around. ;P
But I was totally into my she-ra action figures. Sure they were dressed stupid, but they had weapons. And a flying horse. One should not underestimate the coolness factor of a flying horse. :)
It sounds like you were way more traditionally feminine than I was at that age....I just didn't understand other girls.
This is going tangential, but...
In my Barbie Dream House, Voltron wore an apron and worked in the kitchen while Barbie went to work.
I also used my Barbies and Jem dolls to assist in the creation of my first D&D-esque fantasy worlds. I collected cocktail toothpicks in the shape of swords to arm them with.
(As a girl, but a very tomboyish one, I think my parents were relieved that I actually liked dolls... only then to look at the price tag of a Jem doll! And all those Transformers and Voltron and such that I insisted on.... they just didn't get. I wasn't even allowed G.I. Joes, but that more, as far as I know, came from the obvious military imagery and the fact that we were Quakers.)
DQ, your Barbie dream house sounds awesome. :)
I was always so frustrated with playmates as a kid who basically ust changed barbie's clothes over and over and called it playing. Come on, at least have a story or something....otherwise I will....and this usually leads to wars that result in dismembered dolls.....:P
Wait, playing with dolls (honestly, star wars figurines and toy soldiers are dolls too) without some story being told? Ok, not always there was full story, like why there is fight in the first place, sometimes story can start in the middle.
Apparently I had very unimaginative friends. And then when we got a little older (towards the end of elementary school) suddenly they were interested in boys. Which was very confusing for me since my first crush was on a girl and I really didn't know what to do with that. Other than not say anything about it to anyone and hope it went away. That was about the time I started hanging out with the boys more because that was less confusing.
Legos are awesome. As a kid it always disappointed me that I could never convince my parents to get them for me. And thrilled when I went to play at a friend's house and they had some. Way better than dolls. Especially if there are evil wizards and fiery explosions. :)
DQ, your Barbie dream house sounds awesome. :)
I was always so frustrated with playmates as a kid who basically ust changed barbie's clothes over and over and called it playing. Come on, at least have a story or something....otherwise I will....and this usually leads to wars that result in dismembered dolls.....:P
I remembered playing with my older sister... as she dressed all the dolls and did their hair, I would explain to her in ridiculous detail how magic and religion worked for the priests and wizards she was adorning.
Fortunately, she liked story telling so for us that worked out, no dismemberment. But it is frustrating when your playmates don't get what's interesting to you.
Lego. I have a small box somewhere still. Regretfully when I was a kid they were only available in certain state-controlled shops where one paid in dollars. Yes, actual dollars that one had to buy in money exchange next to the shop. This was done purposely to create "internal export" that could be shown in economical raports... Anyone wonders that the so called Communism fell?
Lego. I have a small box somewhere still. Regretfully when I was a kid they were only available in certain state-controlled shops where one paid in dollars. Yes, actual dollars that one had to buy in money exchange next to the shop. This was done purposely to create "internal export" that could be shown in economical raports... Anyone wonders that the so called Communism fell?
Where are you from, Drejk?
Lego. I have a small box somewhere still. Regretfully when I was a kid they were only available in certain state-controlled shops where one paid in dollars. Yes, actual dollars that one had to buy in money exchange next to the shop. This was done purposely to create "internal export" that could be shown in economical raports... Anyone wonders that the so called Communism fell?Where are you from, Drejk?
Poland.
Pewex. Place were dreams came true. For a price.
1/4 Polish myself.
My great-grandfather brought his family to America some time in the 19-teens.
I've always wanted to see Poland, learn Polish. It's on my bucket list.
What region of Poland was he from? Greater Poland? Highlander from the south? Some other?
Lego. I have a small box somewhere still. Regretfully when I was a kid they were only available in certain state-controlled shops where one paid in dollars. Yes, actual dollars that one had to buy in money exchange next to the shop. This was done purposely to create "internal export" that could be shown in economical raports... Anyone wonders that the so called Communism fell?Where are you from, Drejk?Poland.
Pewex. Place were dreams came true. For a price.
Ah okay!
Didn't know anything about the Pewex stores--that's... fascinating, for lack of a better term.
I'm half Polish in terms of ancestry, like Kryzbyn my great grandparents immigrated to US in the early 1900s. I'll have to find out from my aunt what region they were from. Going way back, one side of the family was from Czyzew, but I otherwise don't know exactly where they were from.
Not entirely sure. He died when my father was 16, so he's not around to ask. I'll ask my father if he knows.
It's hard to look this stuff up, as they were given Ellis Island names, and it was shortened or changed from what it was to 'Reck'.
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Hey folks, not to derail, but had to share this: In an amazing fandom crossover moment, the cast of Glee has apparently created Fantasy Pretty Little Liars. And Naya Rivera has picked Emily Fields as her character.
Didn't know anything about the Pewex stores--that's... fascinating, for lack of a better term.
I'm half Polish in terms of ancestry, like Kryzbyn my great grandparents immigrated to US in the early 1900s. I'll have to find out from my aunt what region they were from. Going way back, one side of the family was from Czyzew, but I otherwise don't know exactly where they were from.
The most probable region. Or here.
Not entirely sure. He died when my father was 16, so he's not around to ask. I'll ask my father if he knows.
It's hard to look this stuff up, as they were given Ellis Island names, and it was shortened or changed from what it was to 'Reck'.
Regretfully it is virtually untraceble, if no documents were kept or your grandparents haven't told/wrote down such information.
Also, we are *everywhere*!
As a funny anecdote, while attending college in Michigan, my grandfather took Polish for easy credits...and failed.
They didn't accept his fluent Polish as the formal Polish the class taught.
As a funny anecdote, while attending college in Michigan, my grandfather took Polish for easy credits...and failed.
They didn't accept his fluent Polish as the formal Polish the class taught.
He might have been speaking regional variant - they are different than the formal Polish used in literacy (and now, thanks to global communication widely spreading in all regions) but generally comprehensible to each other (aside for two or three dialects that are incomprehensible to other Polish speakers).
Or he could be better than teacher if they weren't Poles themselves :D
If I remember correctly, the professor wasn't Polish.
@Samnell, lol, that is awesome! :DImmediately after the conversation ended I went and told my Mother about it. :)
She quilts, which is what the fat quarters were for. And sews. And she's getting back into knitting. I flounced around in a purple sweatervest with owls on it for a good two and a half years in elementary school due to her handiwork.
...and yes she had no idea. I mean, I was flaming before I knew what flaming was. I even played with Barbies!
So did I...in a wednesday addams sort of way. My poor little sisters were often traumatized by detached Barbie parts laying around. ;P
But I was totally into my she-ra action figures. Sure they were dressed stupid, but they had weapons. And a flying horse. One should not underestimate the coolness factor of a flying horse. :)
It sounds like you were way more traditionally feminine than I was at that age....I just didn't understand other girls.
Giant pink flying horse. I was so there. I played with GIJoe too. Did not get into Transformers until much later because the TV show was only on at 6 AM Sunday mornings in this market, when all decent people are still awake from Saturday.
Lego was THE toy, though. I just broke down a few nights ago and ordered a Millennium Falcon from Amazon.
1/4 Polish myself.
My great-grandfather brought his family to America some time in the 19-teens.
I've always wanted to see Poland, learn Polish. It's on my bucket list.
My great-grandfather has maybe a decade on yours. ;) Prior to hopping on the ship in Bremen his last listed residence was Strzeszkorwo.
He sent for his wife and two surviving children (They had more, including my grandfather, over here.) late in the same year. She listed her last residence as Modrzewicz and is recorded in the ship's manifest as Russian, which is odd since her husband was from the German section of Poland originally and not that close to the line so far as I can tell. But I understand that this information was put into the manifest by people at the dock and she may not have had any German to correct it with.
The home town of both, according to my grandfather and his brother who was in Poland in WWII doing some intelligence work, was something I can't spell without a copy and paste, but neither of the aforementioned places. It was pronounced something like Vong-rov-ne-vic. I tried to get it right once, but my grandfather's hearing was gone and after a few tries he told me it was close enough.
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I need to learn how to sew. I have a machine and I have some shirts that have holes along the seams. I just don't what to do next.Get some cheap fabric at the fabric store. Fat quarters are great for this. Then use them to practice on. It will take the stress out of it.Years ago my mother pulled me away from an online conversation to see her new fat quarters. I came back and explained the delay.
"What's a fat quarter?"
"Oh it's this midwestern custom: Middle-aged women gain some extra weight and then have it liposuctioned out. It's notionally a quarter of their body fat, but not really. They put it in jars and give it to friends for good luck. There are little clinics that specialize in the jobs, sort of like tanning salons."
Actually had him going for a moment or two.
TMDQ that is UTTER. MADNESS.
Everybody knows Voltron and Barbie should totally fight. I'm pretty sure Voltron's blazing sword wouldn't mean much when Barbie's car is bigger than Voltron, and Voltron can't run that fast considering his knees really don't work.
I need to learn how to sew. I have a machine and I have some shirts that have holes along the seams. I just don't what to do next.Get some cheap fabric at the fabric store. Fat quarters are great for this. Then use them to practice on. It will take the stress out of it.Years ago my mother pulled me away from an online conversation to see her new fat quarters. I came back and explained the delay.
"What's a fat quarter?"
"Oh it's this midwestern custom: Middle-aged women gain some extra weight and then have it liposuctioned out. It's notionally a quarter of their body fat, but not really. They put it in jars and give it to friends for good luck. There are little clinics that specialize in the jobs, sort of like tanning salons."
Actually had him going for a moment or two.
You...you mean this isn't a real thing?
You...you mean this isn't a real thing?
Years ago my mother pulled me away from an online conversation to see her new fat quarters. I came back and explained the delay."What's a fat quarter?"
"Oh it's this midwestern custom: Middle-aged women gain some extra weight and then have it liposuctioned out. It's notionally a quarter of their body fat, but not really. They put it in jars and give it to friends for good luck. There are little clinics that specialize in the jobs, sort of like tanning salons."
Actually had him going for a moment or two.
Maybe it can be if you think up a good enough PR campaign. :)
The home town of both, according to my grandfather and his brother who was in Poland in WWII doing some intelligence work, was something I can't spell without a copy and paste, but neither of the aforementioned places. It was pronounced something like Vong-rov-ne-vic. I tried to get it right once, but my grandfather's hearing was gone and after a few tries he told me it was close enough.
Then it would be spelled (simplifing) [vong-ro-vietz] with hard g.
The home town of both, according to my grandfather and his brother who was in Poland in WWII doing some intelligence work, was something I can't spell without a copy and paste, but neither of the aforementioned places. It was pronounced something like Vong-rov-ne-vic. I tried to get it right once, but my grandfather's hearing was gone and after a few tries he told me it was close enough.Then it would be spelled (simplifing) [vong-ro-vietz] with hard g.
That looks about right.
Duh. I misplaced dash in the pronounciation. Spelling obviously is above as the link.
[von-gro-wietz]
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Lego was THE toy, though. I just broke down a few nights ago and ordered a Millennium Falcon from Amazon.
Last year or so my nieces asked me for help assembling their Pirates of the Caribbean LEGO kit. The hardest part was letting them do most of the work.
"Look, just sit over there and I'll build it," would not have gone well unfortunately. They're about as willful as... well, me.
TMDQ that is UTTER. MADNESS.
Everybody knows Voltron and Barbie should totally fight. I'm pretty sure Voltron's blazing sword wouldn't mean much when Barbie's car is bigger than Voltron, and Voltron can't run that fast considering his knees really don't work.
I'm sorry, but Voltron had a deep seated calling to bake. If you can't accept his lifestyle choice, that is not my problem.
:)
My boyfriend remembered that I like yellow roses.
Just wanted to share.
Awwwww.... that is awesome. Roses are the BEST gift.
Before I got married, I sent a huge bouquet of flowers to the doctor's office my fiance was going to so they would be there when she arrived. I knew that she would have to ride the bus home with them and I thought it would be something she would have been proud to show off. She dried them out and made paper out of them and sent me a romantic thank-you card made with them.
We're divorced now. But it is one of the memories I cherish. Most of the rest, not so much.
ROTFL
Lego was THE toy, though. I just broke down a few nights ago and ordered a Millennium Falcon from Amazon.Last year or so my nieces asked me for help assembling their Pirates of the Caribbean LEGO kit. The hardest part was letting them do most of the work.
"Look, just sit over there and I'll build it," would not have gone well unfortunately. They're about as willful as... well, me.
TMDQ that is UTTER. MADNESS.
Everybody knows Voltron and Barbie should totally fight. I'm pretty sure Voltron's blazing sword wouldn't mean much when Barbie's car is bigger than Voltron, and Voltron can't run that fast considering his knees really don't work.
I'm sorry, but Voltron had a deep seated calling to bake. If you can't accept his lifestyle choice, that is not my problem.
:)
I'm sorry, but Voltron had a deep seated calling to bake. If you can't accept his lifestyle choice, that is not my problem.
:)
Baking is not lifestyle choice, it's profession choice. Nothing strange at it.
Also, once my brother suggested to my father he should start selling apple cakes he made from time to time, but the sanitary requirements imposed on anyone trying to trade in baked goods were too high to overcome when baking at home.
So what's everyone looking forward to in the new year of TV? My only regular gay watching has been Glee and I'm pretty sure I shall be opting out of the coming season even if it means a critical lack of Chris Colfer in my life. But Revenge is coming back with the bisexual (It's canon!) Nolan that I'd be happy to wake up next to.
Shame about Rory Pond being straight and part of one of the extremely small number of heterosexual relationships in media that don't come off as hopelessly tedious, though.
I'm with you on disappointment in Glee (although interestingly enough, what I will be lamenting is the lack of Naya Rivera in my life :) ).
For singing dancy shows I am looking forward to season 2 of Smash. Yes, I'm that one person who likes it. Its handling of TLGBQ characters has been hit or miss... some good gay men but bland in terms of personality, a predatory evil male bisexual. There was IIRC some fake lesbian scandal that was silly. But one thing I like about how it handles TLGBQ characters is that in my opinion it doesn't go LOOK LOOK GAY PEOPLE SEE HOW WE ARE ABOUT TOLERANCE AND ACCEPTANCE, it just has characters, some of whom happen to be gay. Like, as if it was just part of normal life. Imagine! *shock*
Just saw the premiere of Revolution. Seems interesting and I'm a sucker for post apocalyptic, although the premise has some huge holes in it -- some head writer needed to say, "Okay, we need to establish firmly what the rules of our world are" and clearly no one did. No idea about sexualities of characters but there's some pretty people of a variety of shapes and sizes to look at and a reasonably interesting story to at least give it a couple episodes.
I'm sorry, but Voltron had a deep seated calling to bake. If you can't accept his lifestyle choice, that is not my problem.
:)
Baking is not lifestyle choice, it's profession choice. Nothing strange at it.
Also, once my brother suggested to my father he should start selling apple cakes he made from time to time, but the sanitary requirements imposed on anyone trying to trade in baked goods were too high to overcome when baking at home.
Aww, come on!! BLAZING SWORD!!! Although BLAZING BAKED GOODS would be a kickass name for a bakery..
Blazing sword would make the backed goods crispy on the outside and raw in the inside. I think. Or something like that.
Well, it's good to know that I'm not the only one who gave up on Glee in disgust after this last season. :)
And that I'm not the only person who watches Smash. :)
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Just a FYI...I am not gay, but wanted to say i support gay rights and wanted to share that one of the best gamers and Dm's I ever knew was a transsexual named mikayla. We played neverwinter night on a persistant world called A Land Far Away(alfa). She played a drow and led an amazing group of players of all orientations. I know she was very active in the LGBT community working towards more rights and fighting homophobia. She even went on O'reilly and presented him with a pink brick award. An amazing person and wonderful roleplayer!
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+1 to the ARRRRGH about Glee.
Instead, I strongly recommend Pretty Little Liars, which has multiple lesbian characters (including multiple lesbian minority characters!) and really gets it right. They actually get equal weight/plot time compared to the straight characters, are multi-dimensional, and evolve over time. The writers let characters own their own coming out (ARRRRGH, Glee!), and it's treated like an ongoing process as new people are introduced. And parents aren't all magically ok with queerness; some of them have to wrestle with acceptance, and we get to see how that affects the families.
But wait, there's more! There's also an ongoing and complex blind character, and a brief poly shout-out. And just in general, really good writing and character consistency. And the After Ellen episode summaries are hilarious and amazing.