Here's what VoNBSS told me, not mentioning the horror that was to come:
"The next step is handwork, so why not get the ball game or symphony, or your favorite soap opera on the radio? This time, we're going to make a handworked buttonhole from buttonhole twist."Oh, thank you VoNBSS, don't mind if I do! Let me just grab a Diet Coke and turn on Judge Judy. And that was how it all started.
Here's what was supposed to happen:
Oh, how that page mocks me. And all the while, not two yards away, sits my lovely sewing machine with its glowing LCD screen and its glorious one-step buttonhole stitch.
But don't worry, readers. I will persevere. For a while anyway. And then I will give up and use my one-step buttonholer. Don't judge me.