I was devastated when I realized last Thursday that my iron had died - the heating element had given up the ghost. I'm sure that you can guess I was in the middle of something. It was a slow death instead of the burning plastic/smoking mess the last one went out in...so that's a plus.
It's OK tho - I went to the adoption agency over the weekend. This will be my third of the same model. The first lasted less than 6 months and Walmart replaced it rather quickly after I showed them the stinky burned iron. The replacement iron lasted 4 years to the month. That's $6 a year for a decent heavy iron and I'm ok with that...
And now you know why nothing from the last week has been ironed...
As some of you may recall, my family runs the antique division at the county fair. 2/3 of our time is supervising which means being available to answer questions of the visitors and workers. And I bet most of you know that I don't sit too well. Instead I work on hexies!!! Hence a VERY productive week.
Of course, now that the fair is over I start one of my other jobs collecting school taxes so the hexies are going to be ignored. It's feast or famine here at Casa Grande...
| This is the last of my houses for our hexie club birthday swap. This is also the last of the Cherrywood honeycombs that I prepared - it's time to bite the bullet and find a fabric for the center. |
| I am definitely getting my "curve" on. I was trying to press and cut these pieces when the iron died Thursday. I've only got 7 more pieces to attach... |