Thursday, April 1, 2010

Fabric Easter Basket

I was flipping through the Jo-Ann newspaper insert a couple of weeks ago and saw a photo of a cute fabric easter basket next to an ad about Easter fabric being on sale.  For whatever reason, I just HAD to make it.  So after a little investigative googling I found the tutorial here.  Uh oh, the instructions call for s-e-w-i-n-g.

Not just a sewing machine, but real s-e-w-i-n-g... by hand... I didn't even own a needle or thread (amazingly enough, I haven't sewn on a button in years-- it helps if you don't buy clothes with buttons ). Thank goodness for glue.  Glue is my saving grace. Mad, mad love for my hot glue gun... which I managed to misplace during the no glue gun to the rescue this time... Suddenly, I'm feeling very insecure...

So off I go to Jo-Anns to buy all the basics.  Thank goodness my mom was around this weekend to give me a mini-sewing tutorial.  Our conversation went something like this--

Mom: Why don't you just buy a basket from Target?
Me:  But I looooove this one 
Mom:  Um, you do know that you need to tie a knot at the end of the thread, right?
Me:  Oh yeah...

So this is what I'm hoping to achieve...

cute, huh!

And here's where I'm at...

Bright colors, huh.  I have boys, so I didn't want to get too shabby chic... plus, Smarty Pants pretty much chose demanded that I use these colors.   It took me a week to get to this point... Maybe I should just call it a day and make a hot pad.  Actually, I think that's one of the reasons why I'm so drawn to this easter basket.  My Grandmother used to make hot pads (aka trivets) using this technique in the "olden" days using scrap material.  They didn't throw away anything and extra fabric from making clothes would be repurposed into rag rugs, trivets, towels and other necessities.  As I was "sewing" my little circle together, I felt like I was following some age-old, passed down, family tradition.  It was kinda neat to have the TV off and just focus on my simple and peaceful little craft project.  The only difference is, back then, I don't think it was called "craft" ... More like "life".