About three years ago I was at a quilt show in New Hampshire when I found this “new” kind of seam ripper.
The woman at the booth demonstrated how it worked and I thought it was pretty clever. As I am chronically incapable of passing up a cool sewing thingie, I handed over about $5 (I think) and snapped it up.
Fast forward to yesterday when I was in one of those beauty supply shops looking for some super-serious ginormo hair clips. (My plan to grow out my hair has had a head-on collision with summer heat. If I don’t get it off my neck I’m going to shave my head.). I was debating the purchase of a good pair of scissors (see paragraph above) when I saw these:
You guessed it. Exactly the same thing. This 3-pack was about the same as I paid for one of them in New Hampshire. Who knew? Now you ALL do.
PS – So these are facial razors? I have no idea how this kind of thing would be used, am I missing something here? Come to think of it, 98% of the stuff in those beauty supply stores looks like they require entirely too much work, effort and maintenance. However, when they can be pressed in to service as a quilting notion……
I am kind of treading water here with my canvas needle in the machine and a broken screw holding it in place. I can’t work on current projects, I can’t change the needle until the Porsche screw arrives, and I am not liking this at all. I’ve been reading a lot of quilting blogs and between feeling completely inadequate and resisting the urge to post corrections to usage ( a “thread draw”? Really? You put thread in a draw? It’s DRAWER for heaven’s sake.) I am getting pretty cranky. I suppose I could spend the time cleaning and organizing my sewing room. Or my house. (As if…) I am downloading all kinds of podcasts and library books to keep me company on a trip home next week (woo hoo!) and trying to fix up my antique computer so that it runs a little faster than a 90-year-old on glare ice. Not very exciting, but I guess it needs to be done.
Anticipation is both the best and worst part of anything. I have 2 used (PRE-OWNED for you Lexus types) books somewhere in the mail, both on antique sewing and notions, nom nom nom! Also on a truck somewhere is this little thread caddy and pincushion from Ebay. Speaking of Ebay, this little pair of squeeze scissors is sharp as a razor and snips thread like nobody’s business. I love them and I’m going to order another one, maybe two.
So all of this is swirling about in my universe - and none of it has shown up yet. Where is a box of Girl Scout Thin Mint cookies when you need them?
EIGHT DOLLARS AND NINETY NINE CENTS worth of screwing. That does not include an additional $2.39 for postage (ouch). Don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled to have a genuine Bernina needle clamp screw on the way to my house, but jeeeesh, what a bite in the shorts. This thing is so small that if you dropped it you would never see it again. I know, I’ve already had the “milling to exact specifications” lecture from my husband, blah blah blah, “you’ll strip the head of the screw” blah blah blah. I get it. I really do. But lets face it, it’s not like these screws are hand milled by blind nuns in Switzerland. Whatever. Meanwhile, I’m working on a canvas tote bag, being very careful to not break the needle because I can’t replace it until my Porsche needle screw arrives. Heaven help me if I rip open the envelope and drop the thing…..