Why on Earth
would anyone every sew fleece?
OMG!!!! It’s wretched! And it
black!!
So, I’m pretty much an unhappy camper sewer:
1.
I
can’t STAND the feel of fleece;
2.
It’s
a PAIN to sew through; and
3.
It’s
causing EYE STRAIN because it’s black and I’m sewing with black thread!
Okay,
there! I feel better getting that off my
chest! Some days you have vent it out,
pull on the big girl panties and keep sewing.
This is one of those projects. I
sometimes wonder how I get myself into the projects. I don’t know how exactly
the Universe decides thing, I just know I get my fair share of these things.
On to more
important news…
There may be
a Road Trip in the future, the very near future. Fingers crossed because a lot hinges on the
weather. We’ve been hit with some January
temps and the area we need to travel through has received lake effect snow. Not Buffalo, New York snow but enough to think about.
If, and this is a BIG IF, the temps warm
enough in the next few days to melt everything and there are no more weather
system moving through by Thanksgiving, a friend & I are hitting the road
VERY early on Black Friday to head to Shipshewana. It’s the twice a year (the other day is Good
Friday) saddle horse and tack auction. I was going to skip this year’s fall event &
actually be able to start the Bonnie Hunter Mystery on Black Friday but then
things changed. Like. They. Do.
Said friend
has just recently begun jumping lessons.
Three weeks ago, during the lesson, one of her stirrups leathers came
off the bar. She retained her seat,
stopped the horse and reattached the stirrup leather to the saddle. One week later, the same thing happened with
the stirrup leather, only this time, she took a fall. Nothing serious – she was
wearing her helmet. But this saddle came
off the horse and went straight into the dumpster.
It had lived out its useful life (it was an
older, inexpensive training saddle).
Unsafe or worn equipment has no place in a barn! But that leaves her
without a jumping training saddle.
So, we are on
a saddle hunt!
To
Shipshewana.
Where my
truck may make an unexpected stop at Lolly’s Fabrics, all on its own accord, of
course!
Looking forward to the Road Trip - it's the thought of it that will keep me sewing on the wretched fleece until this project is behind me.