Because I'm still pissed

I'm not over last night's mess of a button hole. Truth be told, I'm not over having to put hooks on the last pair of pants I did or giving up on bar tacks on the pair before. So I sat down tonight and tried all the patterns. Total of 12, including eyelet.

All patterns were set up the same except the last 3 that have some pre-set restrictions. I lined them all up with a little green strip in the fabric and the last hole against foot. My machine has a one-step button hole with the foot you put a button in to set the size. I used a pretty good size button to get a large enough sample.

Then I pretty much just let her do her thing while I sucked my thumb where I stuck the needle in it. I started with pattern #17 on the right and moved through to #28 (eyelet) at the right. There must be a little Asian in me after all? Here are my abysmal results. I mean totally unusable with only a couple of exceptions. You don't even have to click on this to see how bad some of them are. Starting with #19, with a rounded end, they're garbage. I could probably use #26, and it's a way cool pattern actually - you should click just to see that one. And the mess of the eyelet? It only, sort of, made 1/2 the pattern. (that part's new, usually it does a crappy unclosed circle, not a misshapen comma).
I've tried stabilizing, different thread, different bobbin, multiple/single/sandwiched layers. I've sworn, cried, stomped and pouted. All to no avail. I sometime use my old Singer and it's attachments, but I don't have very many templates, so choices are limited.

And yes, all this has convinced me to take it to the dealer. This is not acceptable and they need to make it right. I'm out of town this weekend, but it's on the calendar for next weekend. And thank you all for listening. Feel free to report your button hole woes - or others, for that matter. Misery loves company, after all. Did I mention I have bronchitis?

All bogged down.

I've been sick for a week, terrible chest cold that just won't budge. No voice on Friday or Saturday, just couldn't force air thru my vocal cords. Now it's settled down into my chest for a nice smoker's cough.
I realized (and YES, I KNOW it the last freekin' minute) that I'm missing a peice of info for my taxes, so I'll have to file an extention and still right a check for a small fortune.
I filed Dad's today for Fed and State, he owed $86 to state. Gets back a chunk from Fed. I don't have what I need to do the Trust, so we have to file an extention AND write a letter to the IRS about why the Trust didn't owe a return from 1995. At least the estate isn't due until July.
Spent way too long dinking around with the neckline on my dress. Just struggle with the V-neck thing. Looks ok, not great. Then I quit because I just keep coughing and having to stop.
Still interviewing at work, we lost a job to an in-company competitor (don't ask), screwing around with the bid for the big job we don't hold a bat's chance of getting.
We're still negotiating on the house deal, I think it will go thru, but I'm feeling really stalled out. They want to close quickly, then, and W's going to be out of town for most of that period. Makes it hard to plan.
I'm tired, going to soak in the tub and have a glass of wine and a cold pill.

I'm in detroit this weekend. And sick. Chest hurts, running a fever, bleck. I did get my old sewing machine running and made Kevin some foot props. Seemed to work last night. Otherwise nothing going on. Been laying around sick all day. Later

Well, I still feel icky. Whataya goin' do?

Trial keeps getting creepier. Apparently he was texting the nanny over his wife's dead body (literally, ew), and his 6 year old daughter walked in on him & the nanny the morning he killed Tara. Wow. Just don't know what to do with this. I know this guy, I knew this woman. I worked with her for years. It's just too wrong. Freakly looking dude, isn't he?

Day two and counting

Ok, two days in a row. On a roll here.
I don't really feel well today. My stomach's kind of upset and I didn't sleep well. Actually I haven't been sleeping well a lot lately. I think it's some meds I'm taking, but not sure. Not sure why I feel yucky today, though. Hope it goes away soon, it's Margarita Wednesday.
Today I need to finish my account recs. Every one has chores they do that they hate more than others. Well, Accn't Recs are on my "I hate this stuff" list. Right there with unloading the dishwasher and folding shirts. Bleck.
I have a couple of phone calls to make and some forecasts to do (now where did I leave my crystal ball? I had it just a second ago...) Maybe I'll even clean up my office. Hey, it could happen.
I think I need to throw out my bug infested plant, too. I tried putting some DW soap in the watering water, but the leaves continue to turn yellow. Think its on its last legs (so to speak) and just needs to go. Oh well, I liked having a plant in here, it seems less lonely, but having a dying one isn't very inspiring.
Don't forget to check up on TG, the trial's getting interesting. And who knows, I may check back in later today.
The pic is of me skinny. I'm hoping that by looking at it regularly it will help me not scarf down the junk food. Ummmm, Taco Bell.