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Knob Polishing 101

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When I went outside to get the newspaper yesterday morning, I noticed my doorknob was particularly grungy. It was sort of a chocolate brown color but I was pretty sure there was some shiny brass underneath. After working on my knob for most of the day, I thought I might share some tips on how to effectively polish a knob. This is something every woman should know how to do so I hope these tips will help you to be able to polish a knob on your own without having to call a professional. I myself am not a professional but if the shiny knobs in my house are any indication, I might know a thing or two. Knob polishing is best done alone but can be done with an experienced friend you have a particularly large knob that you feel ill-equipped to handle. I'll start with what is probably the most important piece of advice I can give you: Don't be afraid of the knob. They come in all shapes, sizes and colors but they all work the same way. Remember, the knob will not hurt you, contrary to ...

The Young and The Baby Lockless

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Are you sick and tired of hearing about my sewing machine? You should be because I'm sick and tired of having to think about it. There has been a new development which may prove to be relatively insignificant to the outcome of this tale, but then again it could potentially cause even more problems. We shall see. Mr. President's assistant called yesterday with an alternative suggestion to our previous arrangement of her shipping me a box and me using that box to send my machine back to her. She said she discussed the situation with Mr. President and he told her to ask me if I would be willing to take my machine to one of my local authorized Baby Lock dealer/repair centers to have the repairs or shipping (if necessary) done through them. All of this would be done at Baby Lock's expense, of course. I asked her which repair center she had in mind and the one she suggested was the one who said my repairs were not covered under the warranty and they wanted $65 to check my machine...

The Baby Lock Saga Continues

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That email I sent to all the executive officers of the Tacony Corporation actually produced some results. I really thought it would be read by their assistants and that the actual people I sent it to would never see it. The president of Baby Lock called me this afternoon from his cell phone since he was on the road. He had just opened my email and thought he'd better call because he sensed the urgency. That means he read the part where I told him I was a blogger and would be publishing my very honest review of his company online. Dude was really nice and said he understood I'd been having some trouble getting my machine serviced. I was prepared to start my rant but didn't need to since he proved to be very solution oriented. He said it looked like the repairs I needed were covered under the warranty and if I would be willing to ship the machine to their corporate office, they would see if the parts I need are still available. If so, they will repair the machine at no cost t...

Just Say NO To Baby Lock

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I feel the need to rant again. I've been doing that a lot lately. However, I don't think it's me getting unreasonably frustrated with other people. I think everyone else just needs to quit pissing me off. Today's rant is about my 22 year old sewing machine. I know, I know, I could get a brand new one with tons more features for under $100 at Wal Mart. But I don't want a brand new cheap sewing machine. I want my awesome old one fixed. The problem is that I want it fixed for free. Or partially free anyway. It's not that I'm against paying for repairs. Heck, I'd even spend more than what that cheap Wal Mart machine costs just to get this one fixed if I had to. But see...I don't think I should have to. Here is the warranty that I received with my machine 22 years ago. I also have the official proof of purchase certificate that came with it. And yes, I do realize how bizarre it is that I still have these things. The way I read it, if anything on my machin...

200 YouTube Subscriber Giveaway

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I'm giving away a couple of smash book/daybook/junk journals over on YouTube since that's where I've been spending most of my time lately. Well, there and in my art room. I've been making these kind of journals like a crazy woman but I'm not actually using them for myself so I guess they'll end up on Etsy pretty soon. Want to win one?  Here's what you need to do: 1. Go subscribe to my YouTube channel. 2. Find the video called "200 Subscriber Giveaway" or something pretty close to that. 3. Watch the video then leave comment. Easy, right? I made the process as simple as possible since I myself have trouble following all the hoops that some people make you jump through just to enter a silly drawing. If you are an advanced free giveaway enter-er, then you can follow these next advanced instructions for an additional chance to win one of the journals: 4. After you leave a comment on the video, then leave a comment on this blog post and mention in it...

Don't Be Koi If You're Sharp Enough To Love Lettering

Gird your loins, I'm about to rant. In case you haven't noticed, I'm one of those crafty types. Not crafty as in sly (well, maybe sometimes) but crafty as in paint and hot glue and stuff like that. I can't pinpoint the exact time when I discovered I was crafty, but I can remember my sister and I spending hours and hours melting colorful taper candles and crayons onto empty Chianti bottles, wine bottles, soda bottles and whatever almost empty booze bottles we could pilfer from the family liquor cabinet. My mother didn't mind because it kept us occupied and out of her hair. We kept the mess confined to a table we set up in the sunroom which made Mom happy since she tended to get cranky when we made huge messes that the maid would have to clean up. My parents were (and still are) heavy smokers so we had an endless supply of matches, lighters and other incendiaries. I was 11, my sister 8 and my mother was oblivious. Over the years I've had some of the best artsy/cra...

50 Shades of Grey Poupon

This blog post isn't about literary porn nor is it about mustard. I just thought that would make an awesome title for a blog post and wanted to use it before I forgot about it. I've been neglecting my little blog lately because I was obsessing over making a series of really bad craft videos on YouTube which you can make fun of on my YouTube Channel . I was surprised to find that I really like making them but editing pretty much sucks. And it's not like I'm using Final Cut or anything but even the basic little video editor that comes preloaded on a Mac is tedious. I just spent the last week and a half visiting friends and family in Texas and Louisiana. It was very enjoyable for the most part (I hate driving). I won't bore you with details or mention inappropriate things like how the highlight of my trip was when me and my sister helped to birth the blackhead beast that was living on my mom's back. If you're squeamish, look away now. Picking at each other like...