What an amasing weekend. It was spent with my daughter, sewing a chasuble and stole for my sister, while the rest of my family sustained us with food and laughter. Dan and Jess cooked on Saturday. We had Mexican night. Then Chas did a beer can chicken on Sunday. Charles and Chas kept the dishes mosty done up. Pam and I took turns at the machine and tra la. We acomplished so much. Best weekend ever!
We started out on Saturday deciding which fabrics would go where. You see we didn't have an actual pattern, but more of a concept in mind. Pam decided to work on the chasuble and I went for the stole. We decided that we would race. (Oh by the way Pam, I finished the little bit of hand sewing on both pieces and what do you know? The stole was finished first. hhmmm, I guess I win.) We took off at breakneck speed ooo-ing and ah-ing at each other's work. Sometimes we really didn't know what we were going to do next, but we sewed on the piece we were sure of and then somehow the next piece became clear. It was very interesting. To me it felt like we weren't really designing it but rather watching God design it through us. Very cool.
Saturday Pam and I stayed up until almost one in the morning. We had stopped sewing at nine or so, but we didn't seem to make it to bed as early as we should of. I told Charles to wake me at eight so that I could get back at it. Well I actually woke up at six and I was so full of energy that I got up and started to sew. Same thing happened on Sunday morning. I was up and sewing by seven. This is so unlike me cause, as you know, I don't do mornings, but I was awake and full of energy and running on very little sleep. Today I decided that I would sleep in since there was just a tiny bit of hand work left on both pieces. Then at seven twenty the phone rings. Some cheerful little old lady asked "What happened to you? Did you sleep in?" No, I thought, but I sure would have liked to. It was a wrong number. Oh well, might as well get up and finish the sewing. Too funny.
Here are some neat things that are in the garments.
-I went looking for some matching thread to sew the chasuble and found an exact colour match in some very old thread that was my mother's. It was cool to use something so special to me in the chasuble.
-The threads on the stole are hand died cotton which I thought was very nice with all of the raw silk.
-We had to buy some lining and found some material that was crazy on sale.
-As we sewed we were forever having teary moments. Whenever a loon called. Whenever I thought of Dan moving. Some were tears of laughter as Pammy would yell, "No don't lick the material", or Dan and Pam playing "bear, ninja, cowboy" to decide who would make a pineapple upside down cake.
-This morning I was trying to decide whether I should sneak something inside of the chasuble and the loon was laughing at me. I could hear him saying "Since when do you wonder about whether you should be doing a silly thing or not? Sneak it in there." So I took his advice.
-Then when I was done I hung it up and went to have breakfast on the deck. As I was sipping my tea I heard the loon call again. I looked up to see where he was and a great blue heron was flying across the swamp. It was just so right and I felt God's blessing upon us.
Best weekend ever.
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