posted on Oct, 28 2012 @ 06:03 PM
It's almost Halloween, and my son wants to be a magician. So I decide to buy a pattern and make him a cape. Simple enough, right?
Except I can't sew. I'm trying to learn, and the only teacher I have is simply trial and error. Mostly, error. I mean, it took me two freakin'
months just to figure out how to thread the sewing machine.
Now, this pattern I purchased was a Simplicity pattern. Lies, lies, lies! You need an engineering degree just to be able to read the pattern, much
less actually construct something from it. I must have studied that pattern for hours...then decided to bite the bullet and start cutting.
The pattern called for black felt, but that wasn't enough for me. No, I wanted it in a heavier fabric with a red lining. So I sewed a red fabric to
the black fabric....and realized I'd stitched the head hole shut.
So my husband comes into the room whilst I'm cutting open the head hole and swearing like a sailor. He asks how I'm doing and I tell him what
idiotic mistake I just made. Which is when he bursts out laughing and tells me that capes don't have head holes.
Oh, dear Lord in Heaven.
So now I've spent about ten hours on this stupid cape, probably thirty bucks in fabric, and I decided ten minutes ago to just give up and buy the el
cheapo cape at the Halloween store. So I call my husband into the room to tell him will have to buy a cape.
At which point he let me know he'd already bought one a week ago...just in case.