Last night I was looking at the beautiful card my sister Vicki made for my birthday with my name on it. I know she has a Cricut (?) machine that cuts letters and numbers and shapes. I think I asked her if she can cut on fabric, and she said no.
I've thought about fabric letters so many times, just for different projects. I've had a package of very cheap alphabet letters that I punched out the other day. They're not made of cardboard, and the paper isn't even poster board thick, but I wanted to play with them, and maybe put one of the kids' name on a sweatshirt or tee shirt.
I was looking at the letters last night, and I took out the 'B' for Brian. The two holes in that letter are very small, and I was wondering how I would actually cut it out of fabric, make it stiff enough to handle, and then machine applique it onto something.
The phone rang a couple times last night, and I talked to Brian's group home, Jenny's group home and my friend Glenda. Then I sat down again with my shoe box of letters. Where that 'B' went is driving me nutty. I looked and looked, and it's nowhere to be found. Yes I looked in the garbage can and even in the refrigerator. Aye ye ye.
I am convinced that I really do have a family of gnomes ~ and certainly some mischievous fairies ~ who borrow my interesting things and hoard them away for themselves. I know that my letter 'B' is somewhere with my pink Jilly Zhu Zhu pet. I opened her on Christmas morning and had her for most of the day, and then VOOOP! She was gone. I've torn this place apart, looking for Jilly. And what they do with all my socks from the dryer are beyond me. More on this mystery later.
Yours Truly Tia
I've thought about fabric letters so many times, just for different projects. I've had a package of very cheap alphabet letters that I punched out the other day. They're not made of cardboard, and the paper isn't even poster board thick, but I wanted to play with them, and maybe put one of the kids' name on a sweatshirt or tee shirt.
I was looking at the letters last night, and I took out the 'B' for Brian. The two holes in that letter are very small, and I was wondering how I would actually cut it out of fabric, make it stiff enough to handle, and then machine applique it onto something.
The phone rang a couple times last night, and I talked to Brian's group home, Jenny's group home and my friend Glenda. Then I sat down again with my shoe box of letters. Where that 'B' went is driving me nutty. I looked and looked, and it's nowhere to be found. Yes I looked in the garbage can and even in the refrigerator. Aye ye ye.
I am convinced that I really do have a family of gnomes ~ and certainly some mischievous fairies ~ who borrow my interesting things and hoard them away for themselves. I know that my letter 'B' is somewhere with my pink Jilly Zhu Zhu pet. I opened her on Christmas morning and had her for most of the day, and then VOOOP! She was gone. I've torn this place apart, looking for Jilly. And what they do with all my socks from the dryer are beyond me. More on this mystery later.
Yours Truly Tia
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