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the unsew

If you've ever watched that creepy show "Criminal Minds", they're always talking about something called the "unsub" (or at least that's what it sounds like.)
There's a similar word that will strike dread in the heart of any seamstress: the unsew.

Yeah, it's the moment that comes after the euphoria of "YES! I'm almost finished". It's the plunging awareness that you not only sewed ONE block on upside down, but that an entire ROW of blocks was sewn entirely on the WRONG side. So you pull out the handy weapon every seamstress HATES to use but must...





the seam RIPPER.  Even the name sounds deadly. I can hear Lydia cheering "Rip 'em up! Rip 'em up! Rip those threadies right up!"  And I did. I ripped them right out of there (albeit somewhat gently...didn't want to kill the fabric!).  And if I don't employ my deadly weapon to often during this next week, you might get an early snapshot of a quilt top next week. Yes, we need the ripper and the unsew to stay away!
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Lydia said…
LOL!! And why was it MY voice that you heard? Maybe because I have used a seam ripper WAAAY too much:) Sorry you had to redo those blocks but can't wait to see the finished product!
March 29, 2011 at 9:45 AM
Monica said…
LOL! NO! Because you were a sweetie last week when I had a bad attitude and offered to come cheer me on! :)
March 29, 2011 at 11:11 AM
Mary said…
Oh, the dreaded unsew. At least you are a good sport about it. I would probably do a little EEEEEKING and maybe a few little screams too but then I would just rip them out and get on with it.
April 1, 2011 at 4:37 PM
Unknown said…
that was un so like you

andy b
April 3, 2011 at 11:41 PM
Unknown said…
Make it un so #1 ...

Jean Luc Picard
Starship Enterprise


i just have odd thoughts....lol
a bryan
April 8, 2011 at 11:59 PM
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