Seeewing Machine

hummff.... So I have this little fantasy. That without any practice, without any lessons, and without even reading the instruction manual, I will magically be fantastic at sewing. I spent not long at all looking at a pattern and step by step instructions in my Meet me a mikes book (love love love!), and decided that i would make a fantabulous drawstring bag. I spent way too long cutting pieces of material, (some from a skirt that i was not supposed to), until i realised I had cut it the wrong way- it was stripy material you see. An hour later, having accidently cut the same pattern piece several times, i was roaring and ready to go. I read the 1st step, and realised i need an iron. damn. 15 minutes later, after discovering that the iron was in the bucket of laundry next to me, i was REALLY ready and roaring to go...

I folded and sewed and folded and sewed and folded and sewed, and finally my decorative pocket for my bag was ready to have the first stitches sewed in. I put it under the foot, and flicked it down, and cautiously put my foot, ever so slowly onto the pedal. VOOOOMM. oh no... Then, after all of my hours of work, in mere seconds, my little pocket had been mutilated to a shred of mangled thread and material. Throwing the shred violently across the table, I stood up and stormed away. Maybe i should have ripped it up into little pieces... showed it a thing or two. I may not be a fantastic sewer... not yet anyway.