This is the coffee we drink in our fancy schmancy coffee pot. We use whole bean and it comes in this really nifty plastic type bag.
This is a kool-aid bag. The pouches are made from the same type material as our coffee bags. I've made plenty of these little purses. AHA!!! In one of my more brilliant moments, I decided that I could make a tote bag from the coffee bags. I've been saving them for about a year now. I
This is why I was so, SO annoyed on Sunday when I
- decided to clean up the little things hanging over my head. I finally put a label on Mrs. S's chuppah (wedding canopy)
- cut out table runners for my upcoming retreat
- grabbed the 10 or so coffee bean bags to finally make that tote bag
Why all the lead in. Well, I am not the most patient person. While sewing this little tote together I realized that there were a few coffee beans that I'd sewn inside the bag. Not to worry, I won't hit those beans with my needle........YIKES! I hit a bean. I bent a needle! Put in a new needle and trudge on. This time I hit a really hard corner seam and SCREEEEECH! My machine did that Gatling gun thing. When I tried to run it again I got this noise, this rubbing, grinding type noise. OH NO! WHAT DID I DO! I tried to find the source of the noise and the best I could come up with was the bobbin case. Monday morning, in a panic, I called the closest Janome dealer I'm willing to patronize. My dealer is 3 hours away. I drove 40 mins to the shop, described the problem and went home. The dealer said she thought it was the bobbin case. OH GOODY! I HAVE AN EXTRA BOBBIN CASE AT HOME! Off I trot to find my bobbin case. HEY????WHERE IS THAT THING? I KNOW I have an extra. Now my room didn't look like the above picture all neat and clean. It was a mess, I was working! I went through everything. I KNOW IT'S ON THE SHELF OR AT LEAST IN THE DRAWER ON THE SHELF. No luck. Frustration. FRUSTRATION! I'm going on retreat next week. So what does an impatient, very annoyed and hyper girl do? I tore my room apart! I was convinced it was behind the shelf. I removed everything, broke the shelf in the process and .....NO BOBBIN CASE.
This is the part of the mess I made .....looking for ......
This little tiny thing!
I KNOW IT"S ON THE @*^#$* SHELF! Two days later, I found the *^*&%&% thing. Where? On the shelf, in the drawer......under a package of needles! OMG! It was EXACTLY WHERE I KNEW IT WAS.... where I looked three times BEFORE I destroyed my room.....I just didn't lift that little package of needles.
What did I get from all of this? A much cleaner room. A new respect for my quilt shop owner. She delivered my machine back to me as she needed to come to my town. (BTW, all they did was clean the thing. I must have gotten coffee dust or oils in the machine. I haven't tested yet but they say it's fine.)
I threw away the rest of the coffee bags I had. And I got a brand new trash container..... Obviously, the tote bag idea flew out the window after the Gatling gun sounds. It's not even finished....it'll stay that way!