Yes, as I have mentioned before, we celebrate everything. We try to up our chances of Santa coming down the chimney or the vial of oil lasting seven extra days. I mean the chances of those things happening are barely greater than the chances of having your spool and bobbin simultaneously run out of thread.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
It began with bathrobe shopping. I have more difficulty finding a bathrobe I like for a price I like then, well, then I don't know what, but it's difficult. Last time I needed a robe, after I'd worn myself out searching, I was stopped dead in my tracks by some fabric. I couldn’t resist those kitty faces purring out at me from thick fleece, and I bought the requisite yardage. Unfortunately, I used a new pattern and it ended up too big. Still, it was warm and comfy, and I wore it for years.
This year I finally got tired of looking like a giant fleece bear with kitty cats all over her. I wanted a change, something prettier and less gigantic. I saw the softest, sweetest red flannel with leaves entwined all over it, and a few days later, and voila! I’m wrapped in a cheerful, scarlet robe. There were just enough scraps left over for a doll’s nightgown.
Have you ever sewn doll clothes? The seams can be little tricky, picky things. On the other hand, you don’t have to worry an armhole being a bit tight or loose. A doll won’t complain if that stiff lace you’ve had for a million years is scratchy, and, most of all, a doll won’t care if you decide the task of elasticizing the wrists is too finicky. In fact, if you don’t have a piece of fabric quite long enough for the sleeves, a doll won’t whine if they become 3/4 sleeves. What, a doll’s arms are going to get cold? I don’t think so.
During the course of making this little nightgown, the weirdest thing happened. Okay, if you don’t sew, you might not think this is a big deal, but if you do sew, listen to this. My spool of thread and my bobbin ran out at exactly the same time! Not only that, they ran out just as I finished a seam. I am not kidding! I’d already bought a matching spool of thread, so I could fill a new bobbin and not miss a beat, but still, what are the odds? They are astronomical, that’s what they are! In fact, if anyone else has ever had this happen, let me know!
Anyway, do we have a doll that requires a nightie? Yes, yes we do.! My Perfect Granddaughter loves her American Girl Doll. (Hey, I’m a grandma; of course I got her one.)
Suzie is an avid reader, as you can see below, and we don’t mind if she falls asleep with her face smushed against a book now and then, but, horrors! Do you see Elizabeth Cole wedged between Suzie and the wall? Elizabeth has fallen asleep in her clothes!
She obviously needs this nightgown. It will be folded, wrapped in tissue paper and make an appearance in Suzie’s Christmas stocking or perhaps under her Hanukkah menorah.
Happy Season of Miracles to you!