Checking out Resources
An embroidery design had been haunting me to try. When a design is downloaded, it could come from a source that champions a certain brand of thread. Every company puts their own spin on the names that they assign to each color of thread. My aunt has invested in multiple brand names . . . not this stitcher. My brand is Isacord and I am sticking with it. It does happen to be the brand of thread that Bernina touts. If I buy a design from the website that they support, the color codes match what is in my thread boxes. Today . . . I was on my own looking up sites that do have thread comparisons from various companies. It just took time and I had it to burn.
After I got the machine to begin stitching, there is that time where I can fill in with dusting in the sewing room, checking out the next great attempt, etc, until it is time to change the color of the tread to continue the stitch project. Out came the drawer that is all about holes. A review was needed. Holes punched into any and every venue you can think of. The pretty pink tool is called a Crop-a-Dial. It will set snaps, grommets and 
also punch holes. My best luck is using it for punching holes as it will take on leather, vinyl, cork and multiple layers of paper. My hands don’t work the best to line up the snaps and such with the settings while still having a firm grip on the pliers handle. The Cricut Silent Setter also does holes as well as having a soft bed for snaps and such and the fabric to lay while I use a mallet to pound the hell out of the steel handle to crimp the metal items secure. While the sewing machine embroidered, I reacquainted myself with all the resources that the drawer held. Yup, it was still all viable and usable according to what my hands could do.
When Carrie and Kevin were babies and toddlers, there was no end to snaps that I put into their clothes. Entire inseams of their clothes were snapped, as it was quicker to undo the snaps in the inseam than take off the entire garment to change diapers or training pants. These fancy tools that I now have were not in my world at that time. It was more like a metal punch and a hammer to set the snaps.
With that being mentioned, I have gone to several baby showers in the last year. Oh my gosh! The fancy knit clothing that looks more like doll clothes than baby clothes . . . it is unbelievable. What struck this old timer was . . . no snaps in the inseam. Nothing like wrestling a wee one out of a one-piece item of clothing to get to that sweet little butt.
I do have to add that when I opened my eyes at eight this morning, the first thing that my eyes focused on was the snow that was falling, much like confetti. Yuck. Not enough to warrant Randy and his snowblower, but I did shovel snow out of doorways and my all time favorite paths. We are on the last week of the month from hell. Ya, I heard. March may have a bit of snow left that needs to harass my ass.